August 2010
14 posts
July 2010
28 posts
“Purring in his sleep, Fletch stretches out his little black paws to touch my hands, the claws withdrawn, just a gentle touch to assure him that I am there beside him as he sleeps. He must have a dream image of me. Cats are said to be colorblind: grainy black-and-white, a flickering silver film full of rents as I leave the room, come back, go out, pick him up, put him down. Who could harm such a creature? Train his dog to kill him! Cat hate reflects an ugly, stupid, loutish, bigoted spirit. There can be no compromise with this ugly spirit.”
—The Cat Inside, William S. Burroughs
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“Realize your youth while you have it. Don’t squander the gold of your days listening to the tedious, trying to improve the hopeless failure, or giving away your life to the ignorant, the common, and the vulgar. These are the sickly aims, the false ideals of our age. Live! Live the wonderful life that is in you! Let nothing be lost upon you. Be always searching for new sensations. Be afraid of nothing.”
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day 20 - a hobby of yours
- photography
- crushinnn on hunnies :-*
- baking/cooking
- wasting $$$$$$$$
- reading
- obsessing over my hair/nails, or, pampering myself
sometimes i surprise myself with how girly i can be
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day 19 - a talent of yours
- baking
- not giving a fuck
