lovely head
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Here and there and everywhere just like sliding along a plane
Not Alison
Actuarial Science|STEM
Not Alison
Actuarial Science|STEM
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lovely head
@goldfrapp.bsky.social
· Nov 16
It feels peaceful in here and I love it
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Another foggy morning in the mountains
November 10, 2025 at 6:46 PM
Another foggy morning in the mountains
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Sitting in a waiting room listening to two people in their 70s talking about how they used to have to buy chickens and kill them at home if they wanted meat. Just going forever on this. And then one of them said “life was simpler then.” It sounds like it wasn’t!
November 10, 2025 at 5:17 PM
Sitting in a waiting room listening to two people in their 70s talking about how they used to have to buy chickens and kill them at home if they wanted meat. Just going forever on this. And then one of them said “life was simpler then.” It sounds like it wasn’t!
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What do I care about anything when I can lie on the bed and pull the past over me like a blanket?
November 6, 2025 at 10:07 AM
What do I care about anything when I can lie on the bed and pull the past over me like a blanket?
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But I looked at the dress on the floor and it was as if the fire had spread across the room. It was beautiful and it reminded me of something I must do. I will remember I thought. I will remember quite soon now.
November 5, 2025 at 7:36 AM
But I looked at the dress on the floor and it was as if the fire had spread across the room. It was beautiful and it reminded me of something I must do. I will remember I thought. I will remember quite soon now.
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The mechanism of her brain got to work with a painful jerk and begin to tick in time with the clock.
October 29, 2025 at 8:51 AM
The mechanism of her brain got to work with a painful jerk and begin to tick in time with the clock.
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Drown me in sleep. And soon.
October 30, 2025 at 1:56 PM
Drown me in sleep. And soon.
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Twelve o'clock on a fine autumn day, and nothing to worry about. Some money to spend and nothing to worry about.
November 2, 2025 at 12:46 PM
Twelve o'clock on a fine autumn day, and nothing to worry about. Some money to spend and nothing to worry about.
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Now I am almost as wary of books as I am of people. They are also capable of hurting you, pushing you into the limbo of the forgotten ... When there are so many all saying the same thing they can shout you down and make you doubt, not only your memory, but your senses.
November 3, 2025 at 8:50 AM
Now I am almost as wary of books as I am of people. They are also capable of hurting you, pushing you into the limbo of the forgotten ... When there are so many all saying the same thing they can shout you down and make you doubt, not only your memory, but your senses.
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She was irresponsible. She had fits of melancholy when she would lose the self-control necessary to keep up appearances.
October 15, 2025 at 7:51 PM
She was irresponsible. She had fits of melancholy when she would lose the self-control necessary to keep up appearances.
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Love was a terrible thing. You poisoned it and stabbed at it and knocked it down into the mud and it got up and staggered on, bleeding and muddy and awful. Like - like Rasputin.
October 14, 2025 at 3:31 PM
Love was a terrible thing. You poisoned it and stabbed at it and knocked it down into the mud and it got up and staggered on, bleeding and muddy and awful. Like - like Rasputin.
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Planning it all out. Eating. A movie. Eating again. One drink. A long walk back to the hotel. Bed. Luminal. Sleep. Just sleep - no dreams.
October 10, 2025 at 8:27 AM
Planning it all out. Eating. A movie. Eating again. One drink. A long walk back to the hotel. Bed. Luminal. Sleep. Just sleep - no dreams.
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My will is quite weakened because I drink too much but even this lunatic writing is better than the blank blank days.
September 30, 2025 at 1:25 PM
My will is quite weakened because I drink too much but even this lunatic writing is better than the blank blank days.
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I don't mind about being laughed at any more. Isn't it funny? Probably I'm being hated instead.
September 22, 2025 at 4:47 PM
I don't mind about being laughed at any more. Isn't it funny? Probably I'm being hated instead.
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I had started out in life trusting everyone and now I trusted no one. So I had few acquaintances and no close friends.
September 16, 2025 at 5:54 PM
I had started out in life trusting everyone and now I trusted no one. So I had few acquaintances and no close friends.
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There was a man standing on a box, bawling something about God. Nobody was listening to him. You could only hear ‘God…. God…. The wrath of God…. Wah, wah, wah, wah …’
September 9, 2025 at 6:55 PM
There was a man standing on a box, bawling something about God. Nobody was listening to him. You could only hear ‘God…. God…. The wrath of God…. Wah, wah, wah, wah …’
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The "Paris" all these people write about, Henry Miller, even Hemingway etc was not "Paris" at all - it was "America in Paris". The real Paris had nothing to do with that lot - As soon as the tourists came the real Montparnos packed up and left.
September 7, 2025 at 8:33 AM
The "Paris" all these people write about, Henry Miller, even Hemingway etc was not "Paris" at all - it was "America in Paris". The real Paris had nothing to do with that lot - As soon as the tourists came the real Montparnos packed up and left.
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'Cheer up,' he said. 'The world is big. There's hope.'
'Of course.' But suddenly I saw the women's long, scowling faces over their lupins and their poppies, and my room in Torrington Square and the iron bars of my bedstead, and I thought, 'Not for me.'
'Of course.' But suddenly I saw the women's long, scowling faces over their lupins and their poppies, and my room in Torrington Square and the iron bars of my bedstead, and I thought, 'Not for me.'
September 4, 2025 at 12:03 PM
'Cheer up,' he said. 'The world is big. There's hope.'
'Of course.' But suddenly I saw the women's long, scowling faces over their lupins and their poppies, and my room in Torrington Square and the iron bars of my bedstead, and I thought, 'Not for me.'
'Of course.' But suddenly I saw the women's long, scowling faces over their lupins and their poppies, and my room in Torrington Square and the iron bars of my bedstead, and I thought, 'Not for me.'
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I am utterly completely and for ever Fed UP with the country.
September 2, 2025 at 4:14 PM
I am utterly completely and for ever Fed UP with the country.
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Almost any book was better than life, Audrey thought. Or rather, life as she was living it.
September 1, 2025 at 6:07 AM
Almost any book was better than life, Audrey thought. Or rather, life as she was living it.
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Oh, God, I'm only twenty and I'll have to go on living and living and living.
August 28, 2025 at 4:06 AM
Oh, God, I'm only twenty and I'll have to go on living and living and living.
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Justice. I've heard that word. I tried it out. I wrote it down. I wrote it down several times and always it looked like a damn cold lie.
August 24, 2025 at 6:19 AM
Justice. I've heard that word. I tried it out. I wrote it down. I wrote it down several times and always it looked like a damn cold lie.
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Persecution maniacs (so called) always have been, and usually still are, the victims of persecution.
August 20, 2025 at 3:13 PM
Persecution maniacs (so called) always have been, and usually still are, the victims of persecution.
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I bought a lot of candles at Woolworths and now the lamp only takes half an hour or so to light. It's just a matter of the right screw at the right time.
Like everything.
Like everything.
August 18, 2025 at 7:14 AM
I bought a lot of candles at Woolworths and now the lamp only takes half an hour or so to light. It's just a matter of the right screw at the right time.
Like everything.
Like everything.
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I must say Americans dream up such awful horrors.
September 11, 2025 at 6:19 AM
I must say Americans dream up such awful horrors.
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To travel, to dream, to look for magic and never to lose sense of wonder.
August 25, 2025 at 3:47 PM
To travel, to dream, to look for magic and never to lose sense of wonder.