January 2013
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Here’s Looking At You, Kid
laphamsquarterly:
Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That’s all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die. I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.
W.B. Yeats, 1910
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December 2012
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November 2012
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emmakempsell:
I think I left my heart with you in the summer.
I left it with you in your bed.
I left it smeared and bloody against all the walls you pushed me up against.
I let it ring out into the black night like your missed calls at 3am.
I let it spasm, and slow, and die in the interminable silence which crept in when the leaves changed colour.
I want it back.
October 2012
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Girly thangs
magicmolly:
I talked to Into the Gloss about mascara, female Fight Club, and the universal desire to touch brightly colored objects! If you’re curious, you can read it here.
And now I will resume my pore-cleansing activities (extracting noodles of filth from my face).
August 2012
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matthew gallaway: A Few Notes On... →
matthewgallaway:
There’s an opinion piece in today’s NYT that blames the “overgentrification” of West Chelsea — specifically the influx of high-end retail, exorbitant residential towers, and vapid tourists — on the High Line Park, which if you haven’t heard of it is the elevated railway that’s being transformed…
Since Matthew aka white gentrifier from the Midwest does not have an ask...
November 2011
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