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I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.

Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena (via moundofclouds)
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Writing is…. being able to take something whole and fiercely alive that exists inside you in some unknowable combination of thought, feeling, physicality, and spirit, and to then store it like a genie in tense, tiny black symbols on a calm white page. If the wrong reader comes across the words, they will remain just words. But for the right readers, your vision blooms off the page and is absorbed into their minds like smoke, where it will re-form, whole and alive, fully adapted to its new environment.

Mary Gaitskill (via observando)
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saddeer:

tamaratunie:

me as hell

everyone should watch this every day

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gnarly:

when ur comfy in bed like: to pee or not to pee

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overgrace:

idrris:

are we just born knowing the lyrics to mr. brightside

or are we dancer

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gnarly:

When you go to someones house for the first time and you sit there like

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