Live.to.the.point.of.tears

I spend 50% of my day writing books, 25% of my day thinking about what I'm going to eat next, 12% of my day chilling with my dog, 8% of my day bitching, 3% of my day drinking wine, and 2% of my day lamenting the fact that I'll never have abs like Marisa Miller. That might not even add up to 100%, I don't know, I don't really like math.

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I have a sensation at the present moment
as though I were dissolving
I have been astonished that men could
die martyrs for religion
I have shudder’d at it - I shudder no more
I could be martyr’d for my religion
love is my religion - I could die for that
I could die for you.

— Keats, To Fanny Brawne, 13 October 1819

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