September 2011
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Sep 17th
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Sep 17th
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Sep 17th
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Sep 17th
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I’ve changed at every moment. I always feel like a stranger. I’ve never seen or found myself. From being so much, I have only soul. A man who has soul has no calm. A man who sees is just what he sees. A man who feels is not who he is. Attentive to what I am and see, I become them and stop being I. Each of my dreams and each desire Belongs to whoever had it, not me. I am my own...
Sep 17th
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When polar bears hunt, they crouch down by a hole...
- Mark Whitacre
Sep 17th
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i haven’t been on tumblr in so long that it felt like I was navigating a foreign landscape tonight instead of my dash. Spotlight….Audio??! What the hell are these tabs and WHO THE HELL ARE ALL THESE PEOPLE WHO KEEP POSTING IMAGES I CANT EVEN-  but really - the consequences of finally having a life - and just as suddenly and unceremoniously as it appeared, losing it. …kids in all...
Sep 17th
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Someone's writing down your mistakes
  someone’s documenting your downfall.
Sep 9th
Sep 9th
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Sep 9th
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Sep 9th
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Sep 2nd
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“It was like when you ripped a piece of paper into two: no matter how you tried,...”
– Sarah Dessen (via cassket)
Sep 2nd
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losing my touch supposedly
humourous posts making a comeback soon, don’t fret little ones
Sep 1st
Sep 1st
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Sep 1st
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Sep 1st
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The Three Marks of Existence →
fybuddhism: Buddhism has been described as a very pragmatic religion. It does not indulge in metaphysical speculation about first causes; there is no theology, no worship of a deity or deification of the Buddha. Buddhism takes a very straightforward look at our human condition; nothing is based on wishful…
Sep 1st
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mamihlapinatapai
1. A look shared by two people, with each wishing that the other will initiate something that both desire but which neither one wants to start.
Sep 1st
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Sep 1st
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Sep 1st
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.: I told you once that I touched you and I became... →
clavicola: I told you once that I touched you and I became alive. That was before I felt my hand so deeply into the cavern of your chest that I touched something cold and black. It had turned black over the years, after disappointments and bitterness. The blackness isn’t greed, it isn’t thirst for power or…
Sep 1st
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“I like Audrey Hepburn, but intellectually, I refuse to go back to that. I’m...”
– Miuccia Prada (via ghostnextdoor)
Sep 1st
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Sep 1st
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Sep 1st
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Sep 1st
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Sep 1st
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