me irl
Not today Justin
Mike Driver
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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ojovivo
trying on a metaphor

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styofa doing anything

shark vs the universe

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One Nice Bug Per Day

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

Janaina Medeiros
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me irl
Surrender
Arctic Monkeys, Tampa, 4.02.10
Herbert James Draper, The Lament for Icarus 1898
is it rude to kill yourself in the middle of class
We have not spoken of these tired / risings of the sun.
Denise Levertov, from Poems: 1960 - 1967; “What Wild Dawns There Were,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting, in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. The best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake somebody else up, so that they can feel this way, too.
Lemony Snicket, Horseradish (via quotespile)
Capitu era Capitu, isto é, uma criatura mui particular, mais mulher do que eu era homem. Se ainda o não disse, aí fica. Se disse, fica também. […] Era também mais curiosa. As curiosidades de Capitu dão para um Capítulo. Eram de várias espécies, explicáveis e inexplicáveis, assim úteis como inúteis, umas graves, outras frívolas, gostava de saber tudo.
Machado de Assis.
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