December 2009
54 posts
Dec 30th
“Bonjour tristesse / Tu es inscrite dans les lignes du plafond”
– Paul Éluard, “À peine défigurée”
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Listenhere we go magic - tunnelvision tunnel vision,...
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“How I don’t know how to sing. I can barely play this thing. But you never...”
– weakerthans, “the reasons”
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guilty pleasure
mhight: oldmanonthemountain: okay fine, i think lady gaga is awesome.  deal with it, reagan! i like the video for bad romance, in which she wears a polar bear cape and her bra explodes fireworks at the end. I like her performance at the mtv video whatevers when she dances and then blood seeps from her chest and she hangs like a dead body. i like when she played piano and wore a red...
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Dec 14th
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was she pretty?
“A treatise on the darker side of curiosity, the structure of the book works to pin point our obsession over the minute details we know about those who have come before us in relationships.” was she pretty? by leanne shapton
Dec 14th
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Dec 11th
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Listenarms - shitty little disco i’ve been living...
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why *isn't* there a place called lewis carroll's... →
Dec 9th
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Dec 8th
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WatchWatch
“Look at what a frankie reader did for her final HSC visual arts exam. Thank you very much Brietta, we love it.” via frankie magazine
Dec 3rd
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Dec 3rd
heartbeatcity: It would’ve been a vintage personal ad. Scared, provincial girl desperate to escape family insanity seeks quietly witty, literate gorilla. Profound loneliness a must. Belief in poetry must supersede belief in capitalism. She: abrim with self-loathing, incapable of chilly silence. He: won’t yell, wag firearms, or leave. Mary Karr, Lit.
Dec 2nd
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