December 2011
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Dec 31st
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Dec 31st
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“It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the...
Dec 30th
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“There is a good-bad that occurs in art. For instance, if you try to draw someone’s portrait sitting in front of you, you may find the result less interesting to look at than if you drew their portrait intentionally poorly. Many people in art school try to achieve good-bad in their aesthetic and execution, but miss the mark severely, having been bogged down by the homogenization of...
Dec 25th
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Dear _________! We _____ on ________, hysterically. It has to be _____ that _____. No? It is now ______ and the whole _______ has changed ______. all the _____, ______ 
Dec 24th
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Dec 24th
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Dec 24th
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Dec 24th
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Dec 24th
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Dec 24th
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Dec 24th
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Dec 24th
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Dec 24th
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Dec 23rd
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i am jack’s broken heart
Dec 22nd
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why is it so fucking hard for people to admit they made a mistake?
Dec 21st
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thislionsmane asked: someone's in a 'red' mood lately ;)
Dec 21st
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Dec 21st
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Dec 21st
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Dec 20th
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Dec 19th
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Dec 19th
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Dec 19th
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Dec 19th
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Dec 19th
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Dec 19th
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I now understand what Sartre was describing in his novel ‘Nausea’. I’ve read it several times previously but unless you experience it, you’ll never truly understand what he means. I thought I understood but in hindsight I was only approaching the cusp. This passage now rings with a certain resonance: Monday, 29 January, 1932: Something has happened to me, I...
Dec 19th
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“How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart, you begin to understand, there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend. Some hurts that go too deep… that have taken hold.”
Dec 19th
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Dec 19th
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Dec 19th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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