January 2012
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Anonymous asked: Cathy it's not Sheldon I'd just like to say that you're so pretty all the time and I haven't seen you for so long maybe that's why I got sick
Anonymous asked: what kind of music do you listen to
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“My thing is to work more than the others to show them how useless they are.”
- Karl Lagerfeld
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Benevolent gods
I have been searching for an explanation for my old suffocating freedom
I am guilty of malevolent wishes All I wanted was to be better but I could slit your throat, maybe
I’d let you bleed out then break your dry, withered body
There must be a god. I have been praying for justice.
Explain to me this freedom that makes me feel contained
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“Maybe…you’ll fall in love with me all over again.”
“Hell,” I said, “I love you...”
– A Farewell To Arms, Ernest Hemingway (via itsherfactory)
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pica
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic chuckle, a nod of mutual respect, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random and unexceptional but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.
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“You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the...”
– Oscar Wilde (via neusdadt)
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“First wonder goes deepest; wonder after that fits in the impression made by the...”
– Piscine Molitor Patel, Life of Pi, Yann Martel (via nubivagantmusings)
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A Self-Diagnosis
Love: Even if you tasted like stale cigarettes and warm beer, I still wanted to kiss you deeply.
Hurt: An unfinished conversation with you kicking the chair as you storm out.
Loneliness: A cigarette finished in less than 7 minutes without anyone to talk to distract me.
Left arrow: A dangerous song on loop from that night you first screamed my name across the bridge.
I could unravel at your...
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Anonymous asked: I know how much you cry. I wish you'd realize you're worth every good thing in this life and then some.
“You’ll meet her, she’s very pretty, even though sometimes she’s sad for many...”
– Pan’s Labyrinth, El Laberinto del Fauno (via 24ribs)
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On the night you left I came over And we peeled...
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“You will never, never be able to sit back with full contentment and say “Now,...”
– Alan Watts (via levantine-chant)
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“I want a trouble-maker for a lover,
Blood spiller, blood drinker, a heart of...”
– From Rumi’s Kolliyaat-e Shams-e Tabrizi
Edited by Badiozzaman Forouzanfar (Tehran, Amir Kabir, 1988).
(via fuckyeahexistentialism)
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“You watch a sunset too often,
it just becomes six p.m.
You make the same...”
– Phil Kaye, Repetition (via hush-little-fuckup)
