September 2010
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we speak of art
with flaming passion
then do work
void of compassion
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– saul williams (via erleichda) (via libraryland)
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2am on the main street, standing on your own to get some fresh air for a second while everyone else is making their way out of the nightclub. not feeling the weight of the world, just feeling so in love it almost makes you sick!
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i had a dream that there were pancakes for breakfast when i woke up. there are no pancakes for breakfast, worst morning ever
going to the freedom fest today. there are going to be giant lit-up monsters parading the city and other art stuff, and some chart acts playing in the gardens. diana vickers is playing. this song, despite her weak voice and the awful synth throughout is half decent, i always have respect for a good pop song, it’s quite an art form and i’m probably more looking forward to hearing it...
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i need to do something musical. i will even consider joining an awful metalcore band, it’s that bad.
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Great minds discuss ideas; average minds discuss events; small minds discuss...
– Eleanor Roosevelt