April 2012
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I remember once
I was reading “The Brothers Karamazov” by Dostoyevski on the subway. A man stopped me and asked if I was reading the book for school or for leisure. When I responded with the latter, he gasped in horror. “Why?”, I asked. He replied:
“Pretty girls don’t usually read, let alone big books like that.”
I have never been so offended in my life.
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Anonymous asked: can you recommend me some books to read?
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so, presently I’m standing here, right now, you’re so demanding.
tell me what you want from me.
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the smashing pumpkins - spaceboy.
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writing.: the twelfth.
lomticksoftoast:
One of those days Where the left eye catches the sun setting Under the straight edge of navy clouds Where music sounds without verse and vein To the beat, Streaking orange across the walls This evening frolics towards the dusk To the beat, Of the chittering from maple trees Manipulating the silence, From each exhale And the breeze intrudes this small space Stirring up the...
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"My passion was dead."
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dmx - party up [up in here].