March 2012
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February 2012
I suppose this might sound awful. But nevertheless it is the honest truth. I am used to having friends come and having them go. Such is the reality of an only child who grew up moving to a new town or a new house every year, or every other year. It is something one becomes accustomed to.
When friends change, or, when I change, and we grow distant, yes it is sad. Perhaps, even a little...
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“Send me the pillow, the one that you dream on, and I’ll send you mine.”
– Morrissey (via waitingforteaagain)
I think I’ll try wearing a turban tomorrow.
“Where does a thought go when it’s forgotten?”
– Sigmund Freud (via waitingforteaagain)
“Let us love, since that is all our hearts were made for.”
– St. Thérèse de Lisieux (via lovelornhymn)
Why do I even bother? Ever? I mean really. It’s never good enough.
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