February 2012
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Feb 29th
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Guess who has two tickets to see Radiohead on...
Me!! So happy right now :’D
Feb 29th
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EDIT: Rewrite of an older post
So many nights you spent alone Waiting for voices in your telephone And making lists of your imaginary plans The washed out image of a failing man Who could of had it all You look so defeated lying there In a cloud of your own smoke It fogs the memories of the girls you lost And words you wish you spoke You look so contented to be half the person You set out to achieve, for only half is...
Feb 29th
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“We are all a little weird and life’s a little weird, and when we find someone...”
– Dr. Seuss (via a-pr0ph3cy)
Feb 29th
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A lie
A lie was told, it was a small lie, but it’s utterance in the air breathed down your neck like ice and turned you cold. The sheer weight of its significance bore down on you as if trying to press the air out of your lungs as you gasped “no, not this time” and you looked with new eyes upon the one you always swore would be truthful, and saw, for the first time, an imperfect being...
Feb 28th
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Feb 27th
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Feb 24th
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Feb 24th
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Feb 21st
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“I don’t care if you’re obscene, filthy, horrendous — as long as you’re honest.”
– Bill Hicks (via thecosmicwarrior)
Feb 21st
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Feb 19th
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“Literature adds to reality, it does not simply describe it. It enriches the...”
– C.S. Lewis
Feb 18th
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Feb 18th
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“The more you struggle to live, the less you live. Give up the notion that you...”
– Spinoza (via intensifyit)
Feb 18th
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Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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I built a man
I built a man out of wood and clay And toiled over his body by night and by day Gave him hands made of steel and emeralds for eyes A heart made of gold and a head full of lies I made a home inside his chest, I beat my fists Against his breast, and breathed my air into his lungs This man was alive, my work was done And he could walk and he could speak This man that I built, he was so eager to...
Feb 12th
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Feb 10th
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Feb 9th
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Feb 8th
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Feb 8th
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most-awkward-moments: i literally used to cry at night because my furby would randomly start talking and wake me up and i was too scared to kill it and when the batteries started dying his voice got creepier and it sounded like he was saying satanic chants so i made my parents throw him into a landfill and i fear everyday that he’ll come back Think Tumblr is addictive? Wait ‘til you’ve seen...
Feb 6th
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Feb 6th
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