September 2011
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Sep 15th
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The 30 Harshest Artist-on-Artist Insults In... →
youmightfindyourself: 1. Andy Warhol on Jasper Johns:  “Oh, I think he’s great. He makes such great lunches.”  2. Salvador Dalí on Piet Mondrian:  “Completely idiotic critics have for several years used the name of Piet Mondrian as though he represented the sum mum of all spiritual activity. They quote him in every connection. Piet for architecture, Piet for poetry, Piet for mysticism, Piet for...
Sep 6th
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Sep 6th
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Chest of drawers : Before/After
relovedvintage: This cute little chest of drawers had seen better days, but with a coat of cream paint, new flower knob handles and sanded & waxed drawer fronts, it was given a new lease of life, and a new home! I love DIY…except I need to actually do it! I think it is sweet that you can find beauty out of not so beautiful!
Sep 6th
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“Grow up to be who you really are. - E.E. Cummings”
– I absolutely love his poetry. One of my teacher’s at LINES handed out phrases of a poem to re-create a dance phrase too. I got  ”I carry your heart with me” by E.E. Cummings!!
Sep 3rd
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April 2011
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When you aren't really you,
fuckmewithwordss: then the who that you are is different somehow: strong, and part of everything … sure of harvest for every season … glad to be sad. You are a riddle with hundreds of answers, a song with a thousand tunes. -Anette Sandford “Nobody Listens When I Talk”
Apr 5th
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Listenstrbxkid: syntheticsymphonic: new chill its...
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Heavy hands and heavy hearts: Love isn't →
dressthewound: It isn’t like a new day or spring flowers it was like the eight spiders you swallow in a lifetime Inside you before you know it It was like the cockroaches in your kitchen Apparent in the night, crawling from their secret home Signaling it is time, to clean your house It is like the sudden fly on…
Apr 1st
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fuckmewithwordss: I’d like to lay my words within the palm of your hands melting quickly, disappearing like a soul in quicksand
Apr 1st
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