février 2012
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I am so bad at so many things,
And lacking much of the desire to improve.
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i wish i were a warhol silkscreen
hanging on the wall
or little joe, or maybe lou
i’d love to be them all
all new york city’s broken hearts
and secrets would be mine
i’d put you on a movie reel
and that would be
just fine
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dear gabrielle,
i’m glad everything found you safe. i miss you, which is strange because we have never met. i hope one day i can sit in the meadow with you and look at stars or clouds or birds or snow. i hope the number-asker is lovely and calls you often, too.
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“I don’t have the passion anymore, and so remember, it’s better to burn out than...”
– Kurt Cobain’s suicide note (via zarax)
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you wrote down your biggest wish
and keep it in the freezer
i guess the cold helps it come true
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