February 2012
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lnkposts:
to stalk, or not to stalk that is the question:
whether through endless waiting of status updates
in social networks like facebook or twitter,
or through stolen glances at the corridors? to speak: to die.
Confronted by too much emptiness… the brain invents. Loneliness creates company...
– Margaret Atwood’s The Year of the Flood (via thejuvenilia)
That’s the thing about pain. It demands to be felt. Love, it’s the most...
– John Green, The Fault In Our Stars (via drinkmyfill)
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multicurious:
kellyteigan:
“Daddy interrogates daughter to get a confession on who is her favorite parent.”
omg cute
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Growout
dearoldlove:
We grew apart before we had the chance to properly grow together.
I guess by now I should know enough about loss to realize that you never really...
– Alyson Noel (via vajayna)
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I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple...
– John Green (via intoxicatedsoul)
(via shesthegirlnooneeverknows)
followandreblog:
It kind of sucks to see you there, me here, and oblivion in between.