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Aww (by fofuras felinas)
Autumn Kitty by ŠŃиногенова ТаŃŃŃŠ½Š°
Probably for every man there is at least one city that sooner or later turns into a girl. How well or how badly the man actually knew the girl doesn't necessarily affect the transformation. She was there, and she was the whole city, and that's that.
J.D. Salinger, A Girl I KnewĀ
Carry yourself with the confidence of a mediocre white man
I titled my paper on Macbeth āThe Fresh Price of Scotlandā
āu kno what, bro?ā āwhat?ā āif i were a cat, iād spend all 9 lives with uā *clutches heart* āā¦Ā broā
basically all men end up being the same kind of trash if you give them enough time to fuck upĀ
I have no notion of loving people by halves; it is not my nature. My attachments are always excessively strong.
Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey (via wordsnquotes)
I donāt know where you are these days, whatās broken down and whatās beautiful in your life this season. I donāt know if this is a season of sweetness or one of sadness. But Iām learning that neither last forever. There will, Iām sure, be something that invades this current loveliness. Thatās how life is. It wonāt be sweet forever. But it wonāt be bitter forever either. If everywhere you look these days, itās wintery, desolate, lonely, practice believing in springtime. It always, always comes, even though on days like today itās nearly impossible to imagine, ground frozen, trees bare and spiky. New life will spring from this same ground. This season will end, and something entirely new will follow it.
Shauna Niequist, Bittersweet (via aurelle)