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ListenAndrew Jackson Jihad - Fly My Ass (this song...
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“And then I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken in certain...”
– Life After God, Douglas Coupland
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Listen “My Baby Just Cares For Me” Edward...
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ListenThe Promise Ring - “How Nothing Feels”
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“Physicians believed that lovesickness was a kind of meloncholia, caused by an excess of black bile, a thick, sluggish humor responsible for many disorders of the brain. If a person fell in love with someone who did not return his or her affections, or simply abstained from sex for too many weeks or months, black bile would build up in the body and cause all kinds of mental and physical...
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We start out in identical perfection: bright, reflective, full of sun. The accident of our lives bruises us into dirty individuality. We meet with grief. Our character dulls and tarnishes. We meet with guilt. We know, we know: the price of living is corruption. There isn’t as much light as there once was. In the grave we lapse back into undifferentiated sameness. A Lion Among Men Gregory...
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Listenunicornology: where is my mind? by emmy the...
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John Burnside, "The Hunt in the Forest"
How children think of death is how the shadows gather between the trees: a hiding place for everything the grown-ups cannot name- Nevertheless, they hurry to keep their appointment far in the woods, at the meeting of parallel lines, where everything is altered by its own momentum – altered, though we say transformed - greyhound to roebuck, laughter to skin and bone; and no one survives the hunt:...
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ListenBeat Happening - “Christmas”
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Listennedhepburn: Elvis Costello “What’s So Funny...
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