"All my life, my heart has sought a thing I cannot name." Hunter S. Thompson

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"I remember lonely and
what it tasted like before
your name took root in my throat,
before everything reminded me of your mouth.
I don’t know how I lived that way…" Warsan Shire

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Chamber Music by James Joyce.

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socks have become my big spoon.

gute nacht.

"I took that smile and I put it right where the hole in my chest was. It was better than coffee, or chocolate, or a perfect pirouette. I clutched it and held it tight." Cecil Castellucci, Rose Sees Red

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"We miss the bliss, the touch of the eternal. We are stuck in time, stuck in trying to control, stuck with a sense of missing something. We miss the bliss, and so we try to drown time in a bottle of wine, a flood of sex, or a warm jacuzzi. Imitation bliss comes and goes, and too soon, time again comes marching in. Bliss is rest, but we are restless."

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"It’s not true that life is one damn thing after another; it is one damn thing over and over." Edna St. Vincent Millay

this is exactly how i’m spending this evening.

pay day is taking this ensemble home to my closet.

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Every time I watch “The Talented Mr. Ripley” I vow to one day, own a sailboat.

La Dolce Vita