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go to a secondhand bookstore and read murakami, duras, rimbaud, and kundera until my eyes grow sore.
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dunno the exact date, but i'd like to go to duras' era when she was young which was depicted in l'amant
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ha, that's creepy.
i'd love to die in old age, certainly, on a bed covered with innocuously white sheet adorned with peeled blood-red rose petals. holding a bottle of iced Perrier in one hand, Murakami's after dark in the other hand. under the gaze of someone i love, my muse, my friend. in a room so bright brimming with white lights. i would be able to gaze for ever through the clear glass.
and i would let out my last breath. -
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black, gray, white, silver, and broken white :)
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