Sad to be horny and wet but no one to talk about

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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we're not kids anymore.
Not today Justin

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Sad to be horny and wet but no one to talk about
Sure need that right now
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“Ci sono alberi sradicati e occhi infiniti e cicatrici che non voglio spiegare adesso.”
— Francesco De Gregori. (via soffroeppuremivienedaridere)
“In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.”
— Martin Luther King Jr.
Drake; Thank Me Now
Appena vedi questa foto esprimi subito un desiderio, il primo che ti viene in mente, quello più prezioso, quello a cui non fai altro che pensare. Poi reblogga e fammi sapere se si è avverato.
È la fine
Dietro di me, nella città, nelle grandi vie dritte, ai freddi chiarori dei lampioni, agonizzava un formidabile avvenimento sociale: era la fine della domenica.
J. P. Sartre, [La nausée, 1938], La nausea, Torino, Einaudi, 1999 [Trad. B. Fonzi]
—Albert Camus, The Stranger.
Albert Camus | La mort heureuse
“What happiness it is for us to love each other under the same sky.”
— Albert Camus to Maria Casarès, Correspondance, January 8, 1950 [#120]