May 2009
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April 2009
“so if you wanna burn yourself remember that I LOVE YOU and if you wanna cut...”
– Kimya Dawson (via hibernate)
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BLOG & TWITTER
http://xharuki.blogspot.com http://twitter.com/xharuki
Apr 30th
people really need to quit finding reasons to hate...
hibernate: mizou: (via mysticalandshit)
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“A good library will never be too neat or too dusty, because somebody will always...”
– Lemony Snicket (via hibernate) (via unicornology)
Apr 29th
I wanna go home..
(via thresca)
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YES
i am aware that i have no self-confidence. thank you for asking.
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Apr 27th
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“It’s overused. It’s a cliché. It’s corny. It’s just a line. It’s illogical. It’s...”
– (via krishanu) (via euteamo)
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LOL.
Interviewer: Is Ringo the best drummer in the world?
John Lennon: Ringo isn't even the best drummer in The Beatles.
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“now every time I hear the word love I think going going the first week you were...”
– from Maybe I Need You by Andrea Gibson (via endosymbiotic)
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There’s nothing more powerful to me than a photograph. It’s the only real way we have of capturing time. For that one fraction of a second, we create an image of ourselves or nature that cannot be reproduced. We can preserve a small part of ourselves, and also keep a part of someone else. A photograph is a memory in physical form.
Apr 25th
No matter what your status is, everyone has...
euteamo: ashadeofgrey: kari-shma:(via iammattjordan)
Apr 25th
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SO FREAKING HAPPY.
Apr 24th
Love-Pablo Neruda
Because of you, in gardens of blossoming flowers I ache from the perfumes of spring. I have forgotten your face, I no longer remember your hands; how did your lips feel on mine? Because of you, I love the white statues drowsing in the parks, the white statues that have neither voice nor sight. I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice; I have forgotten your...
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