November 2010
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Nov 3rd
October 2010
5 posts
Oct 27th
“Baby if we met each other under a different sky Maybe then things would be much...”
– One Last (via rlynn)
Oct 21st
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Oct 11th
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Oct 7th
“She said, ‘I’m so afraid.’ And I said, ‘Why?’, and she said, ‘because I’m so...”
– The Kite Runner (via jacvanek)
Oct 7th
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September 2010
2 posts
Sep 20th
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The mind's in paralysis. It needs a muse. This...
Sep 3rd
August 2010
21 posts
Strawberries. Awesome. →
Aug 29th
augustus.
there’s this overwhelming sense of xenophobia. why are you here again? what happened to the other old souls that used to linger around? past, present, future. they don’t make sense anymore. i need an epidural for the mind. i still see your eyes piercing my life. i’ve lost. lost you, lost my mind to a certain memory. lost my image of another future. you’re...
Aug 29th
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Aug 28th
Aug 28th
Aug 27th
I was looking for my spectacles. And after looking for a while, I realised I was wearing it. I need a life through a pair of clear glasses, not la vie en rose.
Aug 22nd
Perspective
(via cosmic-motion; pharomone)
Aug 21st
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Aug 17th
Aug 11th
Aug 11th
Aug 11th
A certain form of melancholy I suppose
I felt something die. But I wasn’t quite sure what did. The melody suited that exact moment flawlessly. It was Hans Zimmer’s “Time”. Time was dying. Our Time.
Aug 7th
Aug 7th
Aug 1st
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July 2010
24 posts
Jul 31st
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Jul 31st
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Jul 31st
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Jul 31st
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Jul 31st
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Jul 31st
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Jul 31st
Jul 24th
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Jul 24th
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Jul 21st
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Jul 19th
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Jul 19th
Listenbluevelvetcake: “Schindler’s List Theme”—John...
Jul 17th
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Jul 17th
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Jul 16th
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Jul 16th
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Jul 15th
51 notes
1 tag
Epitaph. →
Jul 15th
Jul 15th
328 notes
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majority of the kids on tumblr reads the shit about love and they often reblog because they think they can relate to it. i don’t quite get it. this is real life. and we’re the ‘aam junta’, the mango people; the ordinary people. and we don’t die of broken hearts. we go with the flow and move on. but it’s these hope that brings about expectations. it will kill you...
Jul 14th
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Journeys, one thing about them is, that while you’re in the damned car. Your mind wanders. The bass vibrates the air to an almost captivating intensity. But not quite my cup of tea. I brought my fingers down to the phone. I wanted to tell you. But I just, couldn’t.
Jul 13th
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From the Manual of the Warrior of Light
… has memories, but he learns to separate the useful from the unnecessary; he disposes of his emotional rubbish. “There is such a thing as emotional rubbish; it is produced in the factories of the mind. It consists of pain that has long since passed and is no longer useful. It consists of precautions that were important in the past, but serve no purpose in the present.”
Jul 13th
Jul 11th
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The Fisherman & the Fish. →
Jul 8th
Sometimes you have to give up on people. Everyone...
bollyqueens: (via ofdaisies)
Jul 8th
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“My love, leave yourself behind Beat inside me, leave you blind My love, look...”
– My Love: Sia
Jul 6th
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The best stories, aren't those out of the...
Jul 6th