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De drukte benauwde niet zo zeer mijn luchtwegen als wel mijn brein. Diep in mijn gedachten wegzinken was onmogelijk. Ik voelde me als een baksteen, zorgvuldig geplaatst en vastgemetseld in een muur vol soortgenoten. Plots klonk er een luid rumoer. Ik keek om. Chaos. De muur begon te schudden en…
so i was very excited about this app duolingo and told my younger sister about it and how you can learn different languages with it like spanish or french and she just asked me if it also has the language of silence
trolling while working in the supermarket; watching someone grabbing ten bags of sugar from the shelf and then immediately refilling it from a box with exactly ten bags in it. customer was not so happy.
just found my dreams
Here’s a passage from ‘the Great Gatsby’ which I rewrote for my English class. It’s the passage where George Wilson kills Jay Gatsby and himself, but from Wilson’s perspective, because I thought it would be interesting to write from the killer’s point of view.
It is only six o’clock in the...
Lonely
Sitting
In my room
Lonely’s how I bide
Waiting
For the love
No one by my side
Staring
Into nothing
The nothing I am in
Crying
Rolling tears
On my stone-cold skin
Silently
I sneak away
Nobody who knows
Love
Is what I want
But it never shows
Drowning
In my sorrow
Nevermore tomorrow
Saw American Beauty (1999) yesterday night, what a movie. I just love these kind of strange movies with dramatic story lines so much. They leave you with this weird feeling of emptiness, they make you think, it’s amazing.Â
I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity.
Edgar Allan Poe (via waveringmind)
INT. UNKNOWN APARTMENT - KITCHEN - NIGHT
ANA BENDOLL wakes up with a bag over her head. A few stripes of light peek through the window blinds and vaguely show us the figures of her and a man. She is sitting on a wooden chair in a dim kitchen, her hands tied together and to the back of the...
