July 2011
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Partly Cloudy
tylerknott:
I love when I sit alone in a room and the light explodes as it often does when the sun stops its hiding behind the cloud. Perhaps it’s not the dark that grows quieter but some lightness in me growing louder? -Tyler Knott Gregson-
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“Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words...”
– Roland Barthes, A Lover’s Discourse: Fragments via rerylikes. (via tobia)
