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totally worn out
“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!” ― Hunter S. Thompson
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beyoutiful
“She left pieces of her life behind her everywhere she went. It’s easier to feel the sunlight without them, she said.” ― Brian Andreas, Story People: Selected Stories & Drawings of Brian Andreas
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The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West
“She dropped her shyness like a nightgown, and in the liquid glare of sunlight on old boards she held up her hands-as if, in the terror of the upcoming skirmish, she had at last understood that she was beautiful. In her own way.” ― Gregory Maguire, Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the…
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camera obscura
“Maybe the only thing each of us can see is our own shadow. Carl Jung called this his shadow work. He said we never see others. Instead we see only aspects of ourselves that fall over them. Shadows. Projections. Our associations. The same way old painters would sit in a tiny dark room and trace…
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when all bodes well
Well-spent weekend and a fresh new start. I really appreciate Warm caring gestures of goodwill when the person didn’t really need to… Just a quick call All good.
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get a grip and smile
Floodgates freaking opened today really don’t know what came over me. Hormones it must be. Don’t we all have one of those times where we start crying for one reason or another, and to stop the tears from coming is totally Mission Impossible. Thankful and so glad for the impromptu late night escapade with Dia…
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killer week
2 more days in this helluva week. By the end of it all, we can survive anything!… Goodbye long hair! For real this time.
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nostalgia
I have to admit I miss my hair in this length and shade of copper-blonde, amongst a whole lot of other used-to-bes.
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pink cascades
Picture perfect pastels Cascading pink petals Flowers in bloom I’ve never fancied flowers much, because they’re too quickly dead and withered the moment you begin to appreciate their beauty
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magic squiggles
“What an astonishing thing a book is. It is a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts, on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles. But one glance at it and you’re inside the mind of another person. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people who never knew…
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only the beginning
Starting this career for real… a million emotions rolled into one. March – April Shanghai Manila Osaka Bombay
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the road untravelled
“I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they’re right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.” ― Marilyn…
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outside my window
The prettiest sights are almost invariably tainted howbeit calculated efforts to keep our perspectives crystal clear. A willfully affirmed fogged vision. We like what we see, forfeit what we don’t. That’s human beings for you. Yes, the world’s less glorious with your eyes wide open. What’s that stuck on your window panes? Maybe you should…
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breakfast musings
“It’s an universal law– intolerance is the first sign of an inadequate education. An ill-educated person behaves with arrogant impatience, whereas truly profound education breeds humility.” ― Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Case in point, valid in perpetuum. 5am used to be supper hour, these days it’s breakfast!
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the modern gothic
The Basílica y Templo Expiatorio de la Sagrada Familia (Basilica and Expiatory Church of the Holy Family), better known as Sagrada Familia. Roman Catholic church in Barcelona, Catalonia. Magnum opus of Antoni Gaudi, God’s Architect. Viewing it from different compass points gives you a distinct feel of the buildings’ elements, its Nativity Façade (east), Passion Façade…
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love in the ice
Chilling to the bones, icy cold. This song still makes me tear at the climax. Personal favourite since 2008. 冷たいその手 君のせいじゃない 幼き日々ほった 傷抱え 誰かを愛すること 恐れてるの 言葉の裏側 背を向けて 抱きしめた心が 氷のように そっと溶け出す 誰もが誰かに愛される為に この世に命を煌(きらめ)かせるのさ それがもしも僕なら もう一度君の心を 永遠(とわ)の優しさで 暖めるよ… 運命の悪戯(心を痛めても) その涙の先には ひとすじの光が(闇の中舞い降りて) 僕らは気付くさ 苦しいほどに強く 感じあえる 人の温もり 誰もが持ってる哀しみや孤独 癒してもらえる場所探している SO… 君にはその場所が ここにあるさ 恐れないで もう迷わないで 僕が守る 切ないほど(my heart )美しい 愛だから(Don’t be…
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