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And then all of a sudden things started looking up.
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east coast low.
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holy moly. 
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Tired of things that break, and—Just tired.
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"It’s to do with knowing and being known. I remember how it stopped seeming odd that in biblical Greek, knowing was used for making love. Whosit knew so-and-so. Carnal knowledge. It’s what lovers trust each other with. Knowledge of each other, not of the flesh but through the flesh, knowledge of self, the real him, the real her, in extremis, the mask slipped from the face. Every other version of oneself is on offer to the public. We share our vivacity, grief, sulks, anger, joy… we hand it out to anybody who happens to be standing around, to friends and family with a momentary sense of indecency perhaps, to strangers without hesitation. Our lovers share us with the passing trade. But in pairs we insist that we give ourselves to each other. What selves? What’s left? What else is there that hasn’t been dealt out like a deck of cards? Carnal knowledge. Personal, final, uncompromised. Knowing, being known. I revere that. Having that is being rich, you can be generous about what’s shared — she walks, she talks, she laughs, she lends a sympathetic ear, she kicks off her shoes and dances on the tables, she’s everybody’s and it don’t mean a thing, let them eat cake; knowledge is something else, the undealt card, and while it’s held it makes you free-and-easy and nice to know, and when it’s gone everything is pain. Every single thing. Every object that meets the eye, a pencil, a tangerine, a travel poster. As if the physical world has been wired up to pass a current back to the part of your brain where imagination glows like a filament in a lobe no bigger than a torch bulb. Pain."
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A.A. Bondy - Lovers' Waltz
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Sharon Van Etten - Every Time The Sun Comes Up
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"Take This as a Compliment" is an original poem. pls feel free to share it if you want to. thanks c:
Music by Keaton Henson “Petrichor”
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_ISSUE 4. LAUNCHED. FEATURING THE WORK OF CHRISTOPHER DAY, PEDRO RAMOS, CONOR O’BRIEN, IZABELA PLUTA, ANDREW YIP, NAOMI RIDDLE, SEAN DAVEY & JACOB RAUPACH. _In preparation of Sydney’s Photobook Day at the Museum of Contemporary Art Sydney tomorrow we are incredibly excited to launch Try Hard Magazine’s Issue 4 early! Once again we would like to thank all the artists and writers involved in our brand new issue. As always it’s been an absolute pleasure and we feel incredibly fortunate to have worked so closely with such talented individuals. Happy viewing!
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“Ordinary life is pretty complex stuff.”
Harvey Pekar (via thatlitsite)
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We are flawed creatures with explosive feelings that subconsciously aspire to be non-violent sociopaths.
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strength and warmth.
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Saints Cosmas and Damian dressing a chest wound
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