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December 21, 2008
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December 9, 2008
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the love song of j. alfred prufrock
this is my favorite high school teacher's favorite poem. i would have loved the poem regardless but listening to her recite it from memory with such passion made me love it even more.
lulue & your mom: fur & black
(lulu and your mom)god, everything about this is way too perfect. now i'm convinced that i need those aa pants.
December 7, 2008
donyale lune
December 4, 2008
death of a salesman
Biff: "Well, I spent six or seven years after high school trying to work myself up. Shipping clerk, salesman, business of one kind or another. And it's a measly manner of existence. To get on that subway in the hot mornings in the summer. To devote your whole life to keeping stock, or making phone calls, or selling or buying. To suffer fifty weeks of the year for the sake of a two-week vacation, when all you really desire is to be outdoors, with your shirt off. And always to have to get ahead of the next fella. And still - that's how you build a future."
- arthur miller's death of a salesman 1949
- arthur miller's death of a salesman 1949
December 2, 2008
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