March 2012
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I actually attack the concept of happiness. The idea that - I don’t mind people...
– Hugh Mackay (via aeloquence)
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February 2012
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She’s like smoke. You think you’re seeing her clearly enough, but when you reach...
– Ryu Murakami (via sacren)
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Longest, drama-iest, surreal-iest all-nighter...
and now I’m eating pie.
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I literally worry about everything.
Currently: working myself into a panic at the thought that one day my life will be so empty and devoid of purpose/meaning that I’ll have nothing to worry about.
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buckthefutcher:
imagine if adele and taylor swift dated then broke up
unfreshing:
There’s literally no way to tell how many chameleons are in your house
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This week I
cut off 6 inches of my hair
learned I’m going to be an aunt!!!!!!!!!!!!
cocktail partied
had free fro-yo
got a cute letter in the mail from a best friend
went to my first spinning class
got sleep
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