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Sweater Weather -
“You’re beautiful and sad. Just like your eyes. You’re like a song that I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew until I heard it again.” — Maggie Stiefvater - Shiver (via phytos) -
Waking up at dawn
To find I lost my crown -
Shit show shit show shit show.
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Anger
Rushes inside of me. This is not common as far as feelings go. I feel like I have done so much to deserve this but shit… really?
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The inner child in me is very much alive. This gives me hope.
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I feel wrong. I feel like I have been running in a direction that is pointless. Shooting myself in the foot and certainly lost myself quite sometime ago. Help.
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Randomly crying on a Saturday night. FTW
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Opened every door and window to feel inside out.
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So avoid using the word ‘very’ because it’s lazy. A man is not very tired, he is exhausted. Don’t use very sad, use morose. Language was invented for one reason, boys - to woo women - and, in that endeavor, laziness will not do. —Dead Poets Society
(via resistance-of-the-dead)
