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But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.

Aldous Huxley, Brave New World (via misswallflower)

Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him.

—F. Scott Fitzgerald, A New Leaf  (via feellng)

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daniphantomofficial:

please watch this video of me and my dog whining at each other

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sararye:

every 1st september we joke about getting ready for hogwarts to cover up the very real and very very deep scars of never getting our letters

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avalancherun:

Forcing yourself to work on something that you have no real motivation for

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