January 2011
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Dark Blue / Jack’s Mannequin
Dark blue, dark...
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“…occasionally I wished I could walk through a picture window and have the sharp,...”
– Prozac Nation by Elizabeth Wurtzel (via thechocolatebrigade)
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Who the fuck would want to be in love with me?
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waldosia
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. [Brit. wallesia] a condition characterized by scanning faces in a crowd looking for a specific person who would have no reason to be there, which is your brain’s way of checking to see whether they’re still in your life, subconsciously patting its emotional pockets before it leaves for the day.
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“Soon we will be strangers. No, we can never be that. Hurting someone is an act...”
– Intimacy by Hanif Kureishi (via bloodisthenewblackk)
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On tumblr , we don’t each other , we eachother.
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