January 2012
Jan 27th
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food for thought
it matters to me, because i value our friendship more than anything.
Jan 27th
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“I felt like crying but nothing came out. It was just a sort of sad sickness,...”
– Charles Bukowski (via shyofaspark)
Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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“Time takes it all. Whether you want it to or not, time takes it all away, time...”
– Stephen King (via raindropsonredroses)
Jan 25th
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Jan 24th
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Jan 24th
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Jan 22nd
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Jan 22nd
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Jan 22nd
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Jan 22nd
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World's Steepest Roller Coaster on MSN Video →
Live commentary whilst watching it (before the most awesome part): “OH NO.. OH NO OH NO.. HOLY CRAP THAT’S INSANE! WA OMG I WOULD DIE TAKING THIS SO BLOODY SCARY THAT’S DAMN HIGH! OMG OMG NOOOOOOO..”  + other similar variations. but this is some sick shit.
Jan 21st
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“I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.”
– Edgar Allan Poe (via mylifesuckslolz)
Jan 21st
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Jan 21st
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more ramblings.
So i was bored and i started skimming through posts in my old blog. It’s really weird to read about the past, and a part of me isn’t even sure that it’s really my past. Like reading about a life of someone whom i don’t even know. All those memories, which are supposedly mine, are starting to be really hazy to me.  I used to type with so much euphoria, all the WHEEEEES and...
Jan 21st
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Jan 20th
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at the end of the day, i'm still the same person i...
No matter how much i tell myself to be more realistic, and that reality isn’t what i imagined, I’m still pretty much an idealist, and i have hopes and dreams that are pretty much unattainable. As much as i tell myself to be independent, a part of me can’t help but want to be dependent on others, to be attached emotionally and physically to another being other than myself. IDK if...
Jan 20th
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