May 2011
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goodpoetry:
I always thought death would be like traveling in a car, moving through the desert, the earth a little darker than sky at the horizon, that your life would settle like the end of a day and you would think of everyone you ever met, that you would be the invisible passenger, quiet in the car, moving through the night, forever, with the beautiful thought of home.
Carl Adamshick
April 2011
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“but me, i’m not a gamble, you can count on me to split.”
“And all I loved, I loved alone.”
– Edgar Allan Poe (via mizz-blue)
having a job, and thus having very little of a social life, is something i’m actually really enjoying. it leaves me too busy to think and less dependent on the company of others to keep myself occupied - which is refreshing. at the same time, i think i’m going to slowly lose the strength of the relationships i hold now, but i’m kind of looking forward to that. i don’t like...
“I don’t really want to become normal, average, standard. I want merely to gain...”
– Anaïs Nin (via julie911)
"Dinner is ready!".
FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD.
GPOY
I'm terrible at comforting people. I'm just like
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i think my car has turned into its own ecosystem.
this delights and disgusts me.
“You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the...”
– Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray (via tarrinj)
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“Your depths made a pressure that punctured my works and all your fluids...”
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the edward sharpe & the magnetic zeros pandora...
