In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, “Is it good, friend?”
“It is bitter—bitter,” he answered;
“But I like it
“Because it is bitter,
“And because it is my heart.”

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I’ve wanted to tell someone this for a long time:

I hate turning when I run, suicides are stupid.

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All this twaddle, the existence of God, atheism, determinism, liberation, societies, death, etc., are pieces of a chess game called language, and they are amusing only if one does not preoccupy oneself with ‘winning or losing this game of chess.
Marcel Duchamp

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I feel like being a grown up means I have to throw away all my makeup that has glitter in it.

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Be a Body Grimes

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Only a shipwrecked person who has just escaped drowning could understand the psychology of someone who breaks out in laughter just because he is able to breathe.
The Woman in the Dunes Kobo Abe

Identifying aquatic insects for an assignment when I realize I had been living amidst carabidiae last summer. Things make sense and I feel uneasy.



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Being productive feels wrong and I need to wear my bangs like this more, right?

The power of the genie is in its confinement.

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Heartbeats Grimes

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I have lost an entire year of my life.

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When I’m lotioning and I get to my back I feel like Guy-Manuel at the end of Eectroma.

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I feel like no one knows how to wait anymore.

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