May222012

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“You are imperfect, you are wired for struggle, but you are worthy of love and belonging.” Brene Brown 

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“Find what you love and let it kill you.” Charles Bukowski 

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Flora (detail), John William Waterhouse

Flora (detail), John William Waterhouse

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“I want to know you. You seem like someone worth knowing. Every day I feel like I’m surrounded by people with hard edges and sour faces but I get the sense that you’re different. Too often people seem to think that they have the answers to everything. Their faces are trapped in permascowls and they can’t be bothered with anything besides their own narcissism. You aren’t like that. You still ask questions. You’re still looking for the answers.” Ryan O’Connell, I Want To Know You 

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Clementine: Am I ugly? When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can’t believe I’m crying already. Sometimes I think people don’t understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don’t matter. So, I’m eight and I have these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly doll who I call Clemetine and I keep yelling at her, “you can’t be ugly, be pretty!” It’s weird, like if I can transform her, I would magically change, too.Joel: You’re pretty.Clementine: Joely, don’t ever leave me.Joel: You’re pretty… you’re pretty… pretty…

Clementine: Am I ugly? When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can’t believe I’m crying already. Sometimes I think people don’t understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don’t matter. So, I’m eight and I have these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly doll who I call Clemetine and I keep yelling at her, “you can’t be ugly, be pretty!” It’s weird, like if I can transform her, I would magically change, too.
Joel: You’re pretty.
Clementine: Joely, don’t ever leave me.
Joel: You’re pretty… you’re pretty… pretty…

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“We look at each other; see that we do not know each other, stare, and go off. Such looks are lashes. I feel the whole cruelty and indifference of the world in them.” Virginia Woolf,The Waves. 

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Anarquía y cerveza fría: sonder

n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep…

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