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‪What part of “i don’t wanna spend anymore money” don’t I understand

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Erich Lessing, Looting a bookstore to burn Communist propaganda. Hungary, Budapest. 1956

[::SemAp Twitter || SemAp::]

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No I don’t want your #number

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“It is good, when leaving a place Forever, to crawl in it A little.”

— James Dickey, opening lines to “Seeking the Chosen,” The Whole Motion: Collected Poems, 1945-1992 (Wesleyan University Press, 1992)

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Gjeta veten.

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“I’m never going to get over it but I can get past it. I think that’s where I am right now. I won’t forget about it but I’ll gradually think about it less and less until it’s just something that happened and not something that’s currently destroying me. One day it won’t hurt me anymore and it’ll just be something that at one point did. So I’ll pretend it doesn’t matter until it actually doesn’t.”

— (via i-wrotethisforme)

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Me walking past god as I enter heaven

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I miss you like a dart hits the iris of a bullseye, or a train ticket screams 4:30 at 4:47

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She should have a statue. Not those confederate MFs.

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Fier.

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"But, you see, the sad thing fuckin' with her is Is the chick ain't even have brains, dummy like a bitch"

-J.Cole , Lights Please

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"I found a sad little fairy Beneath the shade of a paper tree. I know a sad little fairy Who was blown away by the wind one night.”

Abdullah and Pari’s lullaby, Khaled Hosseini

And the mountains echoed

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For you, a thousand times over.

Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner (via bookmania)

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I mean... Tolkien.

Home is behind, the world ahead, and there are many paths to tread through shadows to the edge of night, until the stars are all alight.

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everytime I join a new fandom I feel like I’m ripping my soul into another horcrux

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*in a sophisticated french accent*

“What do they call a Big Mac?”

“Well, a Big Mac’s a Big Mac, but they call it le Big-Mac.”

Pulp Fiction (1994) director Quentin Tarantino