February 2012
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What I want is to be your skin, to hang off your limbs and know you could never...
– K. Mkhonza (via cedarmist)
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There are eyes everywhere. No blind spot left. What shall we dream of when...
– Virilio.
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January 2012
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December 2011
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And now we welcome the new year, full of things that have never been.
– Rainer Maria Rilke (via frenchtwist)
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sfrancisco:
Ten thousand blankets, and I’m still cold for you.
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Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.
– Franz Kafka (via realfun-funeral)
November 2011
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I put my hand on the doorknob because I thought maybe her hand was on the...
– Jonathan Safran Foer, “Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close” (via mirrorsandmirages)
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The past is never dead. It’s not even past.
– William Faulkner (via foucaultscat)
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