décembre 2011
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“You are the distance between the way things are and the way I want them to be.”
– I Wrote This For You: The Reminders In The Sky (via iwtfy-)
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https://sites.google.com/a/cvuhs.org/raspberry-rapture/  Please look! And tell me if it’s horrible, ugly, confusing, whatever. I need help! 
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“Write drunk; edit sober.”
– Ernest Hemingway (via chopa)
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“No one wants to admit we’re addicted to music. That’s just not possible. No...”
– Lullaby, Chuck Palahniuk (via wrists)
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How many Smiths fans does it take to change a...
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“Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via black-wolves)
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“Look, other bands, they want to make it about sex or pain, but you know, The...”
– Thom Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist (via hebrokeyourthrone)
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“You’re a lover of the wild and a joker of the heart.”
– The Kooks
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Paradox
You and me, We are pronouns A first and second person Influenced by tone. An active and passive voice Restrained by grammar And translation. Held tight by looks And feelings And the words that make it out. We are the fumbling in the dark Confusion in happiness Withdrawal and fulfillment In impulses and questions. (We’re intertwined, my dear) We are aimless and driven Weak and strong Infinite and...
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I hate Mother Nature.
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Sometimes, I get this overwhelming urge, to touch something. To run my hands over an object, feeling it’s concave valley’s  and convex mountains. Feeling how pieces can chip off under my finger tips, the surface rough underneath my palms. Nooks and crevices that are forbidden from me, from everyone. Because you aren’t supposed to feel this, any of this. You’re...
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“I want, I will, says the girl and already she is halfway out the door and down...”
– Marge Piercy, from “Where Dreams Come From” (via the-final-sentence)
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