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i feel curious whether women perceive writing that affects them but that is written by men by imagining the male perspective to be an amalgamation of traits they have perceived, recalling observations they have made about men they have interacted with/heard of, and subsequently project that perspective onto men in future interactions, or if they simply transpose their experiences onto the male

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swelling occurs there's this thing, called jealousy movies are comforting, but not very comforting if everything were unacceptable i would fuck things that are serious about being fucked passive agressive health genuine embarrassment may be a common occurence but acquiring attention from attractive people is paramount i keep thinking about ex-girlfriends in what feels like an unhealthy way

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every indolent hook-up seems like nostalgia for infancy seems like crushing the first ant seems like hitting the first girl seems like stealing the first cookie seems like leaving the first womb and what, if anything, does that create? a corruption. and a corruption is wrong, in that corruption doesn't signify anything except a mood and i don't want to signify a mood. seems like opening

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i feel 'over-extended' maybe i perceive reality how a remote control perceives a television also, i have had four cups of coffee in the past ~1.5 hours it seems that the most probable cause for myself is somehow 'pervasively sexual' but right now i feel like an apple macbook power adaptor cable that isn't long enough to extend from a 'nearby' outlet to a preferred workspace i want to kill

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welcome to [something]; fuck seems like there is something inside of me an emotion or something solid causing a natural convergence of standards and principles specific levels of enjoyment are retained, and crushed like cars in a compactor or like muffin batter in what you put muffin batter into, inside of a convection oven that’s been preheated to three-hundred fifty degrees we are

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it appears that significance has nothing if not little to do with thislike sincere feelings of attraction would bring about a resultknowing and not knowing feel very similarthere is this euphoria in relishing aweand this other euphoria in discovering a perceived truthjesushaven't brushed my teeth in like twenty hourswaiting for a phone call, thinking of youwhen this concludes we should go for

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NIAAWW: i’m here with eric belview, famed writer and director. mister belview is the creative mind behind such films as fuck you spielberg and tommy wiseau’s revenge. his reputation as an innovator in both the worlds of cinema and music have resulted in such distinguished honors as gracing the cover of newlywed magazine and a five-star rating from acclaimed critic dashawn jackson, not to mention

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A THING FOR VALENTINE’S DAY a thing,mostly about lara,entirely for laraa brief history of the relationship i’ve had with my chinchillai met my chinchilla at a party, but don’t remember her or the party muchi met my chinchilla again at a birthday thing where we made out all nightit snowed a few feet, so we stayed in my chinchilla’s cave mostly during thatwhen i played in a band, my chinchilla came

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life feels increasingly temporaryi’m moving through spacewaiting to decay or somethingcontemplating syntaxand impossibly large celestial movementsi’m waiting to meet the person who will ruin my current relationshipi’m waiting for emails to arrive, refreshing gmaili’m waiting for an onset of hunger and then the inevitable meali’m in a book store consciously refusing to read bookslooking for books

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I GET ITI AM POST-BLACKPEOPLE CAN'T GRASP THIS CONCEPTI'M LIKE A MISSING LINK OR SOMETHINGI'M SOMETHING THAT WILL BE POPULAR IN 20~80 YEARSI'M TOO EARLYWHAT AM I DOING HEREJUST THOUGHT 'GOING TO DIE IN TEN SECONDS'I AM BLOGGING LIKE KANYE WESTSEEMS DAMNINGSEEMS LIKE A BAD CAREER CHOICETHOUGHT 'PEOPLE WHO BECOME FAMOUS FOR BLOGGING/CREATING "ART" DON'T EXPOSE THEIR AUDIENCE TO THIS LEVEL OF

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have been sitting in a loft in baltimore for what feels like foreverthinking critically about 'rebranding'looked at all my websites and they all seem stylistically soundconfused why no one reads my shitno one watches my filmsi am too poor to do physical endorsement/travel and 'expand my influence'and feel 'repressed' and at the same time 'limitless' re ability to 'turn a product'where have i

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[NOTE: found this on my external hard drive. wrote it when i was 18~19. don't remember writing it]NEVER SAID HELLOHer heart raced as she watched the feud continue. They yelled and yelled at each other until both of their voices were shot and both of their tempers had cooled to fits of stubborn frustration. Something bad had happened. Father had done it. Mommy was mad. That was all she knew. Her

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i sit on a futoni lay with my girlfriendi feel depressedi pet my american eskimo dogi make some macaroni and cheesei watch millionaire matchmakeri feel awfulmy brother went fishing once and caught my friend’s sister, by her cheeki smoke a cigarettei look at the lawni think ‘i want milk’feeling cold, i rock back and forth and shiveri look at ice sheets on the ground‘when will it snow again’i stare

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in an email thread related to the film i am writing-directing, titled 'dead midgets', cast member and costume designer cassandra yuill posited that the title of the film is off-putting to the point where the film is being 'hurt' and 'self-destructing' and people don't want to be a part of the production on this basisi agreed to have a contest to decide on a new name for 'dead midgets' based on

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adam humphreysfranz otto ultimate high-baller doc about a prolific/mythical canadian tree planter [the johnny appleseed of conifers]andy warholchelsea girls women living in the chelsea hotel in the ‘60sang leehulk eric bana

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just spent five minutes on formspring looking at information posted by people i have never met in real lifefeel fascinated by their lives because they are 'shrouded' by the internet, in what seems non-voyeuristicvia 'the advent of internet celebrity' and the fact that those who have it actively pursue it/seem addicted to itfeel completely incoherentmost thoughts begin clearly, then go blank,

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[note] the following are listed in the order that they appear in my reader due to their 'titles' [the header of the blog’s homepage], therefore the order is not necessarily alphabetical, but 'makes sense'[note] some websites have been omitted due to lack of interest re dissecting why i follow them/subsequent disinterest in continuing to follow thembrandon-alien-fine.blogspot.comblog belongs to

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to promote my upcoming movie i am launching the dude chill campaignhttp://bit.ly/dyiqau

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ponyo on the cliff by the sea — hayao miyazakiwatched this with my girlfriend around early summer. 'revisited' it ~3 times since that viewing. entirely hand-drawn animation directed by a japanese man who is known to suffer from carpal tunnel syndrome. he previously insisted on hand-drawing [in pencil] all of the storyboards for his other films so that his 'vision' would not be ruined by a 100+

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in addition to [the eight pieces of prose written over the course of the last year]i also wrote some poems———————poem-01:the internet is a place for homos and freaks and gunslingers and pirates and people whostay up for three days at a time and animals with god complexes and i just want to holdyour face real tender and say things like silly putty into your cheekspoem-02i am having intense

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feels like i am taking this ‘too seriously’like my levels of sarcasm are lowfeeling a ‘desperate’ sort of panicmight do some carpenteringfeeling an abstract longing to perform carpentryto ‘build’from a specific distancewhile waiting for my career to startseems like i have been waiting or somethingsince the pleistocene erauncounted generations of waitingfor life to end; beginabstractly wish there

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i 'killed' myself a year agomy internet persona seemed to have been 'exhausted' or somethingfelt like not having an internet presence for a whilealso felt recent work was inconsistent/not entertaining/'horrible' maybenow i feel 'bored' re not having an internet presencealso i need to promote work that i have made/am makinghere are some links:a film i am directing that is in developmenta new sound

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'thus,' my decision to conclude it with suicide

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