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the truth is.  I was just crying my eyes out because I finally made it all the way through the pianist.  I’ve tried to watch the pianist before but couldn’t, I’m glad I watched the whole thing even though it was hard.

I was just sitting on my bed feeling so lonely, tears were just coming down my from eyes.  I watched an adrien brody movie a few nights ago with similar results so I knew this was going to happen.  His eyes are like never ending wells of empathy and emotion.  

I guess the true reason I write this blog because I know I have a few friends that actually read it.  I am so lucky to have that.  

I’ve been thinking a lot about death.  I’m going to spend a few days writing something up about what I’ve come to think about it.  So if death really bothers you and you don’t want to ever talk about it I guess you shouldn’t read the next few posts.  



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braceli:

Flying Carpet Chair, Simon Desanta

braceli:

Flying Carpet Chair, Simon Desanta

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subtilitas:

Buelens Vanderlinden - House in Overijse, 2002. Via.

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colindodgson:

Harmony, Twin Magazine Issue 6, 2012

colindodgson:

Harmony, Twin Magazine Issue 6, 2012

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