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me: i love this movie
someone, inevitably: it’s not that great. here’s my 7 page analysis of why it’s not that great.
me: cool
me: i love this movie
Sometimes I look over my blog, all the haring off in different directions and different fandoms, and think, “Good lord, what a trash pile. I mean, it’s my trash pile and I love it, but.”
Other times I look at my collection of shiny things and think, “Yesssss, this is what the internet is for, welcome to my hoard.” like I’m a dragon curled up on my pile of gold.
^TRUTH. I feel this way too. WELCOME TO MY GOLD TRASH WHATEVER THIS IS.
I never wish to be easily defined. I’d rather float over other people’s minds as something strictly fluid and non-perceivable; more like a transparent, paradoxically iridescent creature rather than an actual person.
Franz Kafka
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I feel so intensely the delights of shutting oneself up in a little world of one’s own, with pictures and music and everything beautiful.
Virginia Woolf – from The Voyage Out (via sheepskeleton)
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