2月 2012
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Reblog if it's okay to befriend you, ask...
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Day 57: What is your definition of happiness
That feeling in your chest, when it feels like one thousand hot-air balloons rising up, and if you didn’t hold yourself down, you’d float away.
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She kisses like a sweet devouring, and I don’t know where to touch her because I...
– Will Grayson, Will Grayson - John Green and David Levithan (via okaywhatevernevermind)
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peteyxkidからの質問: I care to ask, my letter would be .... "P" I hope its delicious~
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PUT A LETTER FROM A - Z IN MY ASK BOX AND I'LL...
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suckitupackles:
Let’s do this…I’ll do this in between sections of my practice SAT. XD
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Day 56: Something you did as a child that other...
In second grade I dressed up as a table for Halloween.
I just realized I will never be this cool ever again.
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my body is a dead language and you pronounce each word perfectly.
– sierra demulder, unrequited love poem (via f1oating)
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On days like these
when I’m locked in,
and I can hear the cold rain
against my window,
I feel as if the sky is crying for me.
Someone hasn’t forgotten.
A voice that only talks to oneself,
laughter heard by one one
a tear only shed by the sky.
The rain stopped,
and I’m now forgotten.
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This is how I spend Friday nights.
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Day 55: A passage from a book that has touched you
“I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.”
- The Book Thief by Markus Zusak
It’s more of a quote than a passage, but I think it was the best ending that a book could have.
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In this world, love has no color — yet look how deeply my body is stained by...
– Izumi Shikibu (via alexandremcqueen)
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I literally feel like I’m ontop of the world right now.
Euphoria.
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Day 54: Your definition of love
A destination.
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godzilla23からの質問: thank you mei <3 like always.
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shes-mypriestess:
I guess the reality of getting older Is that you step away from your naiveness. And waking up in the middle of the night To you pleading to come to bed Was nothing special anymore, Because in the morning, When the sun swam in a sky of bruises We would leave the night behind Like a sin we try to scrub away And the reality of getting older Is now I know whats to come ...
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The only thing worse than being sad is for others to know that you are sad.
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated (via ziegenmilch)