26th May 2012

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Yea, and it feels strangely liberating. Now that I have said it.

coffeetablebooks:

(via Down and Out Chic: Paper Goods: Proofread Cards)

Yea, and it feels strangely liberating. Now that I have said it.

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26th May 2012

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We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Most people never die, because they are never going to be born. The number of people who could be here in my place outnumber the sand grains of Sahara. If you think about all of the different ways in which our genes could be permuted, you and I are grotesquely lucky to be here, the number of events that had to happen in order for you to exist, in order for me to exist. We are privileged to be alive, and we should make the most of our time on this world.
— Richard Dawkins (via topherisliketotallyawesome)

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29th April 2012

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An appreciation of life

An extract taken from Alice in Wonderland,=

Alice comes to a split road where upon a tree perched a huge grinning Cheshire Cat.

‘Which path should I take?’ asked Alice to the Cheshire Cat.

‘That depends on where you want to go’, said that Cat.

`I don’t much care where—’ said Alice.

`Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,’ said the Cat.

This extract adequately describes how i feel.

29th January 2012

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Nei xin de ji mo yi kun huo, shi wu fa yong yu yuan lai biao da de

Nei xin de ji mo yi kun huo, shi wu fa yong yu yuan lai biao da de

29th January 2012

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“As if to build a fence around the fatal emptiness inside her, she had  to create a sunny person that she became. But if you peeled away the  ornamental egos that she had built, there was only an abbys of  nothingness and the intense thirst that came with it. Though she tried  to forget it, the nothingness would visit her periodically - on a lonely  rainy afternoon, or at dawn when she woke up from a nightmare. What she  needed at such times was to be held by someone, anyone.”written by Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via nitors)
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“As if to build a fence around the fatal emptiness inside her, she had to create a sunny person that she became. But if you peeled away the ornamental egos that she had built, there was only an abbys of nothingness and the intense thirst that came with it. Though she tried to forget it, the nothingness would visit her periodically - on a lonely rainy afternoon, or at dawn when she woke up from a nightmare. What she needed at such times was to be held by someone, anyone.”
written by Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via nitors)

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29th January 2012

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“This is my wish for you: Comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness  intrudes, rainbows to follow the clouds, laughter to kiss your lips,  sunsets to warm your heart, hugs when spirits sag, beauty for your eyes  to see, friendships to brighten your being, faith so that you can  believe, confidence for when you doubt, courage to know yourself,  patience to accept the truth, Love to complete your life.”
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“This is my wish for you: Comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes, rainbows to follow the clouds, laughter to kiss your lips, sunsets to warm your heart, hugs when spirits sag, beauty for your eyes to see, friendships to brighten your being, faith so that you can believe, confidence for when you doubt, courage to know yourself, patience to accept the truth, Love to complete your life.”

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A85278_16 (by lawa)

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29th January 2012

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I think so too
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I think so too

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29th January 2012

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Suddenly all the songs were about you
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(by Pink _Pink)

Suddenly all the songs were about you

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(by Pink _Pink)

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22nd January 2012

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I don’t know you. The only thing I know about you is, you’re reading this. I don’t know if your happy or not; I don’t know whether you’re young or not. I sort of hope you’re young and sad. If you’re old and happy, I can imagine that you’ll smile to yourself when you hear me going, he broke my heart. You’ll remember someone who broke your heart, and you’ll think to yourself, Oh yes, i remember how that feels. But you can’t, you smug old git. Oh you’ll remember feeling sort of plesantly sad. You might remember listening to music and eating chocolates in your room, or walking along the embankment on your own, wrapped up in a winter coat and feeling lonely and brave. But can you remember how with every mouthful of food it felt like you were biting into your own stomach? Can you remember the taste of red wine as it came back up and into the toilet bowl? Can you remember dreaming every night that you were still together, that she was talking to you gently and touching you, so that every morning when you woke up you had to go through it all over again?
— Nick Hornby, A Long Way Down (via closing)

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22nd January 2012

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