June 2013
3 posts
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May 2013
6 posts
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April 2013
7 posts
It's been a strange and uneasy day.
I feel like I have such a small social presence in real life that if I don’t say anything on social media I’ll just disappear completely. Someday, I’ll get out there. Maybe.
Or die alone in my bed.
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March 2013
18 posts
“Holy flowers floating in the air, were all these tired faces in the dawn of Jazz America.”
—Jack Kerouac, On The Road