Excelsior!: Archive

Feb 26th

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Feb 25th

What is love? How do you know it when you find it? Is it the arm around you when you cry? The shoulder that catches your tears? Is it the ear that’s always ready to hear your troubles? Or the voice that guides you in times of uncertainty? The one that urges you toward your dreams? Is it the hand you hold as you fall asleep? The tongue entwined with your own? The one you give your...

Feb 23rd

“Works of art are viewed by people. They are heard by people. They are felt by...”

Feb 23rd

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Feb 10th

Watch

liveacre: Unlock the mystery. xx

Feb 8th

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Feb 8th

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Passing

seconds, minutes, hours, days, empty filling life with things to do to pass the time to fill the day it only seems more empty take a piss see a movie eat a meal sleep, take a shit, shower work, do the laundry buy groceries pay the bills read a magazine work some more smoke a cigarette watch TV tick-tock tick-tock time passes filled with nothing

Feb 6th

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Companionship

life’s never what you expect reviewing movies in the time it takes to smoke a cigarette some burn faster than others even the unexpected never surprises like a fisherman on the pierre at 4:00 a.m. waiting for the fish to bite i’m tired of being alone

Feb 6th

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Jan 31st

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Jan 29th

It's love.

It’s love. The love of a free girl. A caged girl. Every girl. Any girl. It’s having someone to hold and to caress. To comfort and to make laugh. Having someone to share your goals with. Your desires. And your fears. To hear what you have to say about your life. And just listen. It’s everything and it’s meaningful. It’s knowing you can...

Jan 29th

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Giving in

Sometimes it feels like the only answer is to crush yourself. Cave in. Flee from everything. Give in to the loss and the grief and wallow in it. But that isn’t the answer. It’s life and living and creation and friends. It’s moving and shaking and tackling whatever comes at you. It’s overcoming the barriers. Making goals for yourself and then annihilating...

Jan 29th

My lost friend

Sometimes you have to reach inside yourself to find what you need. It’s been there all along. And what you find is bountiful and beautiful. There is more within yourself than you could have ever imagined. Infinite amounts of playfulness and creativity. It’s there waiting for you. Inside you. All you have to do is reach in and pull it out. -Quigs

Jan 29th

Jan 10th

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Jan 9th

they’d come around and they’d ask “you finished your 2nd novel yet?” “no.” “whatsamatta? whatsamatta? that you can’t finish it?” “hemorrhoids and insomnia.” “maybe you’ve lost it?” “lost what?” “you know.” now when they come around I tell them, “yeh. I finished...

Jan 8th