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i don't know if i've arrived or departed from something. the sound from the heels of my boots are proof of a move. i think the tragedy of Julius Caesar is not that friends might deceive us, (et tu?) or that people are not always what they seem to be- but that just as often we do not even know ourselves so well. he thought he was constant as a northern star, but julius wavered with the rest of them. all stars dancing or dying we waver edges not so defined.

MMM

MMM "When a life is over, the one you were living for, where do you go? I'll work nights. I'll dance in the city. I'll wear red for a burning. I'll look at the Charles very carefully, wearing its long legs of neon. And the cars will go by. The cars will go by. And there'll be no scream from the lady in the red dress dancing on her own Ellis Island, who turns in circles, dancing alone as the cars go by." L "How do you divorce ennui When you have no motivation to fight? Get nostalgic Make lists about anything Anything Take classes in the name of a career you could give a shit less about by the time you get the degree. Art. Disappear into projects that demand and consume. Stop asking questions. Treat everything like a giant fucking joke. Fall in love But do not ask questions. "Run mad as often as you choose, But do not faint." Where am I going. Where am I going. I have a lot of friends. I have so many friend...

Death by Maybelline

Via text from the mother Another death in the family... Maybelline stopped selling my lipstick shade. The nerve!

Death by conversation in 13 minutes

Via text 11:10 me. Save new? Me? 11:11 she. Save new? Huh? What? 11:18 me. Anime. Savemwcome Dyyyying 11:23 me. Dead. I am dead. (anime kids will be the death of me. Mark it.)

Lackadaisical

I just kind of want to lie around and stare at the ceiling for about three days. Then (maybe) I will rise again. What if Jesus was just really tired? Kind of bored, maybe. Maybe he just spent those three days kind of staring at the ceiling of the cave. Maybe on the third day he just decided he didn't want to be bothered with humanity and went into hiding for the rest of his life. State of the Union: Lackadaisical. Also: It is only Tuesday.

To that woman in the restaurant, so frail a word might blow her over. And smiling. Smiling.

Do you wake up every day with a question on your mind?

say his name

"but you don't believe in meant to be, linds." "well, i don't believe in god, but I say his name sometimes."