January 2012
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Fuck.
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architecture school woes.
I’m not sure if I’m irritated because I accidentally cut the side of my neck with an x-acto knife or because I got blood on my model.
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“there is a place in the heart that
will never be filled
a space
and even...”
– Charles Bukowski
“There is no bottom to the night, no end
to our descent.
We suffer each other...”
– Li-Young Lee, from “Goodbye”
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architecture school or a perpetual hangover?
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“Memory is identity….You are what you have done; what you have done is in your...”
– Julian Barnes, Nothing to Be Frightened Of
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Jack Sheldon - Almost In Love With You (from John...
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