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I haven’t figured out the specifics of what I’d like to post on here yet so I’ve just tagged some interests in the hopes they will speak for my general vibe

also my inbox broke as hell for some reason so feel free to leave a comment if you wish to share any questions and/or concerns with yours truely

Kurt Cobain on his favourite book - ‘Perfume: The Story of a Murderer’, by Patrick Süskind (1865).

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fun fact: the 1993 Nirvana song ‘Scentless Apprentice’ takes it’s name and lyrics from the novel’s main character, Grenoullie - a man who literally does not smell and is, (would you believe), a perfumer’s amateur apprentice.

+ fun(er) fact - by complete coincidence ‘perfume’ is also my favourite book, and has been since 2023. what’s funny is, I remember listening to ‘scentless apprentice’ for the very first time and thinking to myself “oh wow that title sounds exactly like the guy from perfume”.

inspired by the “love and sexuality” overt/covert characteristics listed on the wikipedia page for szpd -

The title track from Black Box Recorder’s debut album, “England Made Me” takes its name from a Graham Greene novel about a disreputable Englishman who gets involved with some nasty people in Switzerland.

https://www.fragrantica.com/perfume/Toskovat/Inexcusable-Evil-75421.html

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Today I remembered destruction.

The pain of life often makes me forget the more disgusting pain of having it taken.

Fallen buildings on the news, crying babies, burnt flowers.

Memories lost, tears drowned, coffees never shared…

At least I have iodine on my wounds and crutches left to use, but what about those that don’t?

The next war will decide not what is right, but what is left.

Hate all governments & love all people.

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https://www.fragrantica.com/perfume/Toskovat/Age-of-Innocence-75417.html

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Today I remembered cycles.

I saw children on their bicycles near cars rushing by. Exhaust blowing on cotton candy.

Funny circus, absurd circle. It reminds me of knowing sweetness when I was their age. Strawberry jam and raspberry yoghurt. It was all so good but I couldn’t know it.

Then this metallic screech interrupted it all. The abrupt brake on youth. Hot, torn rubber marked so all could see. Born out of petrol on a back seat.

I was all so fast and loud, and the car couldn’t reverse again.

Now I’m parked in a hospital. Hope they have something sweet in store for me.

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https://www.fragrantica.com/perfume/Universal-Flowering/Poems-One-Through-Twelve-81917.html

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Sunfrosted ginger in Silver Lined Boxes

Nylon silk gloves in Ironed Violet Steam

Those heartbreaking Eau-de-Nil eyes of mimosa blossoms

Opoponax stained porcelain, Glossed Vermilion

Eggshell Blue cradled doves, painted and seared

Nebula plumes like stripes, monotony

Some solar breeze, baked en croute, with crunch

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