February 2012
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Finesse on a sunday, mixed with regrets of fun days. Calendars are runways, we catwalk the mundane.
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Is “God” just a name we give to an end? An end of our intelligence...
– Yours truly
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Myself and my bro Aesop aka call-2-arms →
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If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels,...
money..
frankocean:
what a ridiculous concept.
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What do we want really?
Uncovering the desire of my true self is burning me. Perhaps that’s why they call it burning desire?
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