février 2012
If you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at the sky at...
– Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (via claude-sama)
He looked at her as a man looks at a faded flower he has gathered, with...
– Leo Tolstoy (via rabbitinthemoon)
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Loneliness is black coffee and late-night television; solitude is herb tea and...
– Pearl Cleage (via rabbitinthemoon)
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Me: Hullo, can you help me with the NHS form? D:
Brother: Sure...
Me: *tells him the questions*
Brother: Ahh, the sweet smell of generic essay questions. *goes to explain the questions to me*
*Later*
Brother: The trick is to not over do it, but at the same time, don't under sell yourself. It's a subtle art that me and my friends like to call the art of believable bullshitting.
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She was extending a hand that I didn’t know how to take, so I broke its fingers...
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via rabbitinthemoon)
A person who thinks all the time has nothing to think about except thoughts. So...
– Alan Watts (via rabbitinthemoon)
As if to build a fence around the fatal emptiness inside her, she had to create...
– Haruki Murakami (via rabbitinthemoon)
Walk into it, breathe it in, let it crash through the halls of your arms at the...
– Anis Mojgani (via b3autiful-chaos)