this week has been horribly bad, really. i'm just glad that it's over. but i'm quite satisfied with my weekend. i got my much needed sleep, managed to get the album of the uber hot female french band, les plastiscines and also mikhail bulgakov's the master and the margarita.
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if holden caulfield is real and is living, if he chanced upon me, he'd beat the shit out of me and kill me with his bare fists. i am a fake. i love everything and anything anglo, thinks and act like i'm anglo when i'm actually not. i worship another race because i think my own race is incompetent and impotent when i might actually be more incompetent and impotent than they are. which makes me, as holden caulfield would have put it, a phony. a first-class, gold-plated, honey-brazen phony.
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