December 2011
hoshaway:
like 75% of my followers never like or reblog any of my posts
they’re just sitting there
watching
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When the child was a child It walked with its arms swinging, wanted the brook to be a river, the river to be a torrent, and this puddle to be the sea. When the child was a child, it awoke once in a strange bed, and now does so again and again. Many people, then, seemed beautiful, and now only a few do, by sheer luck. - Peter Handke, Song of Childhood
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Disappointed Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
scarfofswag:
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle reflects
See also: H.P. Lovecraft - Re-Animator
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Dear Tumblr,
I’m an idiot.
A guy I liked for years tried to kiss me tonight and I countered him. He was nothing but gentlemanly and sweet and I turned him down.
I’m not over my ex. Dating is like a foreign language to me. I can’t be with someone for 4 & 1/2 years and jump into dating and expect to land on my feet.
I can’t even stand the thought of being with...
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No tree toppers fit our tree, so I had to make my...
jangojips:
Bruce Campbell is the shiniest star anyone could have on their tree. That image is from my favorite part in the movie.
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parismeatsix:
i wish i could illegally download band members
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heatherromney:
lost-in-a-good-book:
There’s nothing to do so you just stay in bed,
Oh poor thing.
Why live in the world when you can live in your head?
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