May 2011
16 posts
Goodbye Tumblr?
Last night I stayed awake until three in the morning scribbling wild notes in my sketchbook. I had been reading the comics and criticism of Matt Seneca online before that. I realised that Matt Seneca is just over a year older than me, and younger than most of my friends. At first I experienced jealousy, because I would like to be in the position that he is in his life, and I am not. Then I found...
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Nietzsche
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I am wanting to post some of the drawings and...
what to do, internet, what to do. i’m the kind of baby who needs preemptive praise, which is really stupid of me.
“Moment of adorable silence. But the song of the world rises and I, a prisoner...”
– Albert Camus, Notebooks: 1935-1951 (via human-voices)
