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introduction - voxtrot

dec. 19 - 00:12

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you know when you really want to kiss someone and you can’t help but keep looking at their lips like those should be on mine

#yyeah.

alchemy-inc

outcrying

teen idle - marina and the diamonds

8-bitfiction

svartistnoir

An angel who did not know how to do wrong, and yet destroys in cold blood hundreds of helpless poor men and women who had never done him any harm!

The Mysterious Stranger - Mark Twain (via svartistnoir)

abracabadass

You know that kind of quiver that trembles around through you when you are seeing something so strange and enchanting and wonderful that it is just a fearful joy to be alive and look at it; and you know how you gaze, and your lips turn dry and your breath comes short, but you wouldn’t be anywhere but there, not for the world.

Mark Twain (The Mysterious Stranger and Other Stories)

purosakkugal

(…) There is no God, no universe, no human race, no earthly life, no heaven, no hell. It is all a dream - a grotesque and foolish dream. Nothing exists but you. And you are but a thought - a vagrant thought, a useless thought, a homeless thought, wandering forlorn among the empty eternities!

The Mysterious Stranger (via purosakkugal)

arondrakulya

Sanity and Happiness are an impossible combination. No sane man can be happy, for to him life is real, and he sees what a fearful thing it is. Only the mad can be happy, and not many of those.

Mark Twain (via arondrakulya)

softrocker

Life itself is only a vision. A dream. Nothing exists save empty space and you….and you, are but a thought

The Mysterious Stranger (Mark Twain)

twainian

An ecstasy is a thing that will not go into words; it feels like music, and one cannot tell about music so that another person can get the feeling of it.

Mark Twain, The Chronicle of Young Satan (via twainian)