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She felt very young; at the same time unspeakably aged. She sliced like a knife...
– Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf (via hermionejg)
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“Listen,” she said. “Have you ever felt sick? I mean nauseous, like you knew you...
– David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest
I guess I had the luck (if you could call it that) of reading Infinite Jest after Wallace’s tragic suicide, because reading passages like this they always stuck out so much more and touched me even deeper. There’s something about how he writes about depression...
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i found a good place to hang out after class
it’s a cafe and art gallery and it has free wifi
and really good smoothies
and everyone who eats there is very attractive
couldn’t stop staring at people
they are artworks in human form!!!
effington:
geoducks:
birdblog:
Tuki, the new Moluccan Cockatoo at the rescue, very softly singing an unrecognizable tune. No idea what he’s singing, but it’s too adorable not to share.
Also, thanks to smoresmordre for telling me to download RealPlayer so I could share this video from Facebook (:
AAAWWWWWW
This made me happier than I’ve been in forever
oh my godddddddddd
50 Let others sing of Knights and Paladins, In aged accents, and untimely words, Paint shadows in imaginary lines, Which well the reach of their high wits records, But I must sing of thee and those fair eyes. Autentique shall my verse in time to come, When yet th’unborn shall say, Lo where she lies, Whose beauty made him speak that else was dumb. These are the Arks, the Trophies I...