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I had a dream. It was nothing like Martin Luther King’s visions. It was more trippy and confusing than that. The theme right through every dream I’ve ever had, is confusion. I never seem to know why I am wherever I am – and not in an existential crisis kind of way either. I literally
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I’m a serial reader. The worst kind. I don’t even hide the evidence. In fact, I take great pleasure in displaying my collection of victims on shelves all over my house. I love being surrounded by them and my addiction is so powerful, that I can be found with my nose in a book for
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Guilty pleasures. Those things you enjoy in private and don’t like to admit in public. We all have them and they’re mostly completely acceptable. Unless it’s Justin Bieber’s music. I will cut you off for that kind of reckless shit. One of my guilty pleasures – reality TV. That’s not the scandalous part. It becomes
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The 11th of October was National Coming Out day. When I say National, I refer to the United States of America, Switzerland, and the United Kingdom. How kind of the human species to allow gay people two days of freedom per year: Pride and National Coming Out day. If you’re in South Africa you will
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My first memory of you is of a very independent little girl. You looked like the very young actress featured in Poltergeist with your long white hair. I would say pony tail but I distinctly remember you hating pony tails. You were about five years old and I found you sitting in front of your
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I’m having a garage sale. It is going to be epic. There will be so much to choose from. It won’t be your average everyday garage sale though – all of my opinions are up for grabs! Now, don’t grab your wallet and rush off. The only currency I’ll accept is ignorance. So, yes, on
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People generally think that artists create in order to share their passion with the world. We believe that because we are inherently self-absorbed. Whether it’s music, visual art or sculpting – we mostly believe the purpose of art is to beautify our lives. I don’t think that’s the purpose of art. It’s most definitely a
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If you’re reading this you’ve survived Christmas and its good friend New Years. You’ve had too much of just about everything: meat, sugar, booze, tinsel, sparkly lights and that uncle your mother invites only because she feels obligated to. It’s day three of 2016 and you’ve already failed at every New Year’s resolution you’ve made.
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I hate clichés. I personally try not to use them at all. My personal favourite : Everything happens for a reason. I hate that one liner – simply because it almost implies that you’re not in control of what happens to you. Now, I’ll admit that certain things will be out of your control, but
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Straight women have a very special gift. Some of them have many. They all have one in common – they can carry on a twenty-minute discussion about shoes. Just shoes. Any shoes. That should have been my first clue. Not the fact that I wanted to undress Barbie more often than I wanted to dress
René Roberts 
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