February 2012
“She’s no novice in the philosophy of ‘why’ or ‘why not..’ “
Feb 29th
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S:”So you’re saying there’s no difference between the artist and the person?” T:”I’m saying there’s no difference between the artist and the pervert.”
Feb 29th
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Feb 28th
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Today, I ate my last bowl of Ramen on Steinway Street. Few people will understand the meaning of this. 
Feb 28th
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Feb 27th
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Feb 26th
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Feb 25th
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“There are no righteous men but wicked masters who established the reign of the...”
– Albert Camus; Exile and the Kingdom
Feb 24th
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Feb 23rd
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Feb 23rd
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“We are all like partially insane people with areas of lucidity. When I am with...”
– Anais Nin; Fire
Feb 22nd
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Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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There is someone in her life that stops her from loving me and no one in the vice versa of my life.
Feb 19th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 16th
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Feb 16th
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“See her smilin’ at him? That used to be me. I could find her in a thunderstorm, just by the way that the rain would fall. And we used to be something. but somethin’ happened to me. Oh, my God, when I was free .”
Feb 16th
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Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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“I needed Gods to steer by and keep me spellbound.”
– Donald Newlove;Those Drinking Days
Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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Feb 13th
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Feb 13th
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“My means are twisted, crooked, dishonest, but often because I act upon an...”
– Anais Nin; Fire
Feb 13th
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Feb 12th
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Feb 12th
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Great slaking thirst artists, masters made strong by hearts of alcohol, bolting out pages of genius but overwhelmingly haunted. Drink was their first sign, but if not drink mere madness would do. Poe, Baudelaire, Celine, Artaud, overflowing deranged angels of the highest order of light. I wanted plenty, superfluity, imagination in excess. Bittersweet torment to match my own, brimming and running...
Feb 12th
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Feb 11th
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“Weary of being a woman. An obscure fear of what happens when you are an exciting...”
– Anais Nin, Fire
Feb 10th
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Feb 9th
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Feb 9th
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Feb 8th
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Feb 8th
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