February 2012
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I’m a bit tired with Tumblr and myself in general, so I’m going to leave for a bit (:
See you guys soon hopefully~
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cat-masks:
What the hell?
Tumblr is a site where people reblog the things they like and write down the things that are on their mind. It’s not even substantial—-only a personal little online box.
So your opinions about my blogs don’t even matter. I’m going to reblog and post the things I want, and I’m going to enjoy it.
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I was on the bus with a friend today, and we started talking about the quiet girl. I mentioned that I felt bad for the girl, but my friend said that there were two types of sympathy.
One type was a kind of faraway sympathy that people feel towards others, but they keep their distance and accept them for who they are.
The other type was the kind where people act upon their sympathy and try to...
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I’m awkward.
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hanthelion:
Be honest when you speak. Be honest with your actions. Be honest even when you’ve done wrong. Be honest even if it hurts. When you speak the truth and nothing but the truth, there will be no need for thoughts. No need for reasoning. You just speak, from the heart. With each lie follows another lie. With each lie follows a burden. Be true to your friends, your family, and most...
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I love my life. There are ups and downs, and even though I live on the extreme ends of the spectrum, I’m perfectly satisfied.
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“You are so young; you stand for beginnings. I would like to beg of you, dear...”
– Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet (via rabbitinthemoon)
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Imagine putting your worries into a box. Imagine digging a bottomless hole, dropping the box into it, and watching as it disappeared into the darkness.
But your problems are still there. They’ve only been muffled, and maybe you’ll feel a little lighter for a while. Sooner or later your box might hit the bottom and you’ll have to confront all the things you’ve hidden...
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“She believed a great happiness awaited her somewhere, and for this reason she...”
– Sunflower, by Gyula Krúdy (via danmaru)
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Caring about certain people and things is starting to make me feel empty and exhausted.
Is this really life? I don’t know.
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“Silence is beautiful, not awkward. The human tendency to be afraid of something...”
– Elliott Kay (via danmaru)
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I just finished 500 Days of Summer and…wow. It gave me some new perspective on love and relationships, I don’t really know what else I can say.
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Random Observation #2
My walls and ceiling have a flat-popcorn texture. They’re creamy white in color, and if the light is a little dim they look warm peach. The popcorn is only slightly raised, so the texture looks like hundreds of little continents and islands.
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a girl, a boy, and a graveyard | jeremy...
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Words to keep inside your pocket:
Quiescent - a quiet, soft-spoken soul.
Chimerical - merely imaginary; fanciful.
Susurrus - a whispering or rustling sound.
Raconteur - one who excels in story-telling.
Clinquant - glittering; tinsel-like.
Aubade - a song greeting the dawn.
Ephemeral - lasting a very short time.
Sempiternal - everlasting; eternal.
Euphonious - pleasing; sweet in...
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“I can never say what I want to say. It’s been like this for a while now. I try...”
– Naoko raised her face and looked into my eyes. “Does this make any sense to you?” —Haruki Murakami (via hanthelion)