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xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,
xshayarsha: “The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.” — Marguerite Duras,

published on: 2018-12-01 17:05:20

ronaldcmerchant: Herbert Lom- the PHANTOM OF THE OPERA (1962)

ronaldcmerchant: Herbert Lom- the PHANTOM OF THE OPERA (1962)

weltenwellen: “…and I feel haunted by a terrifying melancholy

weltenwellen: “…and I feel haunted by a terrifying melancholy

scribe4haxan: Vanitas (2013) ~ by Kim Cogan…

scribe4haxan: Vanitas (2013) ~ by Kim Cogan…

nullum-arcanum: OBSOLETE, ALTERNATE

nullum-arcanum: OBSOLETE, ALTERNATE

I’ll die alone and it’s okay

I’ll die alone and it’s okay

luminouschaff-blog: Günter Brus, The Fragility of Being (1965)

luminouschaff-blog: Günter Brus, The Fragility of Being (1965)