January 2012
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For last year’s word belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await...
– T. S. Eliot, from Section II of Quartet no. 4 “Little Gidding”, in Four Quartets
December 2011
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driving to philly today~
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By my intimacy with nature I find myself withdrawn from man. My interest in the...
– Henry David Thoreau (via sageandrosemary)
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containyourselff:
iamasatellite:
ohbabyitsnatalie:
Mean Girls | Jingle Bells Rock
it’s not christmas on tumblr without this
how can I not reblog
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everyone else: i'm getting an ipad and a laptop and £300 worth of clothes and...
me: MASTER HAS GIVEN DOBBY A SOCK
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Ancient lovers believed a kiss would literally unite their souls, because the...
– Eve Glicksman (via audreylostinparis)
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averysagetchristmas:
what concert costs 45 cents
50 cent feat. nickelback
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So therefore I dedicate myself to myself, to my art, my sleep, my dreams, my...
– Jack Kerouac (via 24ribs)
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If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk through my...
– Alfred Lord Tennyson (via atomiclanterns)
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