mmmmmm. this is my new love song to myself.
i'm only going to be 23 once. what if i fuck it up?
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United won the league. Again.
They've now tied us for 18 titles.
And I'm also out of a job.
Music isn't going to fix this, but it can't hurt.
New acquisition:
Logic is a complication. Logic is always wrong. It draws the threads of notions, words, in their formal exterior, toward illusory ends and centers. Its chains kill, it is an enormous centipede stifling independence. Married to logic, art would live in incest, swallowing, engulfing its own tail, still part of its own body, fornicating within itself, and passion would become a nightmare tarred with protestantism, a monument, a heap of ponderous gray entrails.
[ Tristan Tzara ]
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