December 2011
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it must be the hardest thing in the world to write a paper if you’re tumblr famous
November 2011
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So I’m writing a ten page paper right now on Duchamp. Due tomorrow, no big deal that’s how i operate. I’m listening to Aqueous Transmission which has a line, “Maybe we can meet again, further down the river.” And a buddy of mine that I honestly haven’t thought of in years texted me.
~*~*~*~cosmic consciousness~*~*~*~
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”I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them that no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and you saw them crying in their bed at night or singing to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street and even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I think after seeing them at their most...
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I wasn’t actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via moon—magic)
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As if you were on fire from within.
The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
– Pablo Neruda (via f-ragmented)
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