June 2012
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Let’s face it. We’re undone by each other. And if we’re not, we’re missing...
– Judith Butler, Undoing Gender (via floralnymph)
For years, I have come to sit this way:
one hand open, one hand closed…
– Aracelis Girmay, from “Consider the Hands that Write This Letter” (via proustitute)
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In the morning it was morning and I was still alive. Maybe I’ll write a...
– from Post Office by Charles Bukowski
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