"Your praise cuts me, because though I speak so easily of certain things, though I rush through ground that to you seems mined, it's only earth to me... I am so good at missing things. At making myself not see. I stand at a cliff's edge, and— hell.
I love you."
- Max Goldstone
Photos of my time in Toronto.
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in small forgotten things // notes from a book i studied for my class on the history of printing
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— Velimir Khlebnikov, from "Everland," Collected Poems & Selected Writings (via lunamonchtuna)
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