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[Jul. 27th, 2005|12:58 pm] |
There is nothing to save, now all is lost,
but a tiny core of stillness in the heart
like the eye of a violet. ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) __postmodernism |
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[Jul. 15th, 2005|04:57 am] |
"...How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot
The world forgetting, by the world forgot
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
Each prayer accepted, and each wish resigned..." |
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[Jul. 13th, 2005|01:44 pm] |
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If I had invented adolescence I would not have made it so narrative. |
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[Jun. 17th, 2005|05:16 am] |
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there is a show in New York June 2nd - August 17th involving The Velvet Underground, Nico, and Andy Warhol and if I am not in attendance, especially because of work, or god forbid..summer school, i am going to kill myself. kill. my. self. |
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| in the west-nothing new |
[Jun. 13th, 2005|03:32 pm] |
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"We are forlorn like children, and experienced like old men, we are crude and sorrowful and superficial -I believe we are lost." |
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