May 2013
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“Cautiously, I allowed myself to feel good at times. I found moments of peace in...”
– Charles Bukowski, Let it Enfold You
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“Dreams flooded over me; I lay weary and hopeless in my bed.”
– Franz Kafka, The Blue Octavo Notebooks
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“My heartbeat has reached the epitome of rottenness; It is no longer part of my...”
– Friedrich Nietzsche, Selected Letters
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“The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours,...”
– Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye
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“I hope I’m not around much to see what becomes of me.”
– Friedrich Nietzsche, Selected Letters
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April 2013
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“To my dismay the world could not be fucked, smoked or snorted — I wished I could...”
– Benedict Smith, Little Death
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“It was not the feeling of completeness I so needed, but the feeling of not being...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated
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“I could see the veins through your skin like a map to inside you.”
– Francesca Lia Block, Wasteland
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