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Hi I'm Alex, 18, college student
It’s the loudest way to live,
to love and be silent.
||  Maza-Dohta   (via maza-dohta)
Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren’t having any of those.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via larmoyante)
The more I study history the more I realize how little mankind has changed. There are no new scripts, just different actors
The Sunflower by Richard Paul Evans (via rampias)

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Look, man, you only get one chance in this life, and you don’t take it, it’s your fault. There are no excuses in this life, no excuses.
William S. Burroughs

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All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust.
J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan (via observando)
And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via larmoyante)
Ask yourself these three questions, Tatiana Metanova, and you will know who you are. Ask: What do believe in? What do you hope for? What do you love?
Paullina Simons, The Bronze Horseman (via quoted-books)

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It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer.
E.B. White (via lovequotesrus)

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You will find the way, daughter of the forest. Through grief and pain, through many trials, through betrayal and loss, your feet will walk a straight path.
Juliet Marillier, Daughter of the Forest (via wearerelative)

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See, we were never about butterflies. We’ve always been about burning stars. All about us is unearthly and radiant.
Anna Akhmatov (via henrrywinter)

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Deeply lost in the night.
Franz Kafka, At Night (via comecomeviolence)

And if i don’t meet you no more …”. FIAC 2012, Paris

And if i don’t meet you no more …”. FIAC 2012, Paris

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Desire doubled is love and love doubled is madness.
Anne Carson, The Beauty of the Husband (via hellanne)