February 2012
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I like leaving random notes in places like library books, napkin holders, cereal packaging, makeup aisles, lockers, pockets of jackets and jeans being sold at super hip clothing stores, etc etc.
And they’re not even hopeful or optimistic or anything— they’re more like mundane, somewhat depressive observations of life like “one day this will all dissipate into trivial,...
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Do you ever have the stunning thought that you are probably going to die alone holed up in a dark, musty corner of your room reading existentialism and listening to The Smiths because I sure do
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“to be completely alive every moment
in spite of the inevitable.
we can’t cheat...”
– Charles Bukowski - The Night Torn Mad With Footsteps (via henrycharlesbukowski)
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