July 2011
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clint mansell - together we will live forever
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i like how ninety-eight percent of humankind answer the question “who are you?” with their name.
June 2011
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she did not turn directly to anyone, and certainly not to me. she neither spoke to herself, nor to god. she merely was a stammering wound, which had found a voice, and in the darkness of this alley it seemed to break up and create a space around itself where it could bleed without shame or humiliation. the entire time she kept clinging onto my arm, as if to assure herself of my presence. she...
