January 2011
3 posts
“We all have our little solipsistic delusions, ghastly intuitions of utter...”
– Westward the Course of Empire Takes its Way, David Foster Wallace (via ourcatastrophe)
damned if i didnt just recite “petals on a wet, black bough” completely by accident. jd lopez, heres lookin at you
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ratatat - spanish armada
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