March 2012
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Today was comforting. My photo was displayed in a glass case at school. I spoke with a man named Vincent who told me a thousand things about his daughter and their new life. I made a beautiful print of my roses in a glass bottle. I acknowledged something that I didn’t want to admit to myself before, and I was perfectly fine with it.
February 2012
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Getting weird with
weirdass chamomile tea and cheetoh fries…my college-writing papers midight snacks. if that makes any sense. Clement Greenberg’s theories on modernism and how Immanuel Kant influenced him and the different sub-genres of European art after world war two. oh fuck, I actually like this stuff. Are you hearing me right now?
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Clement Greenberg, you befuddle me, you really do.
“For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for...”
– Charles Bukowski (via 1000scientists)
