Everything Is Awesome

"The test will last your entire life, and it will be comprised of the millions of decisions that, when taken together, will make your life yours. And everything, everything will be on it." -John Green
~ Thursday, October 16 ~
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My dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
 Charles Bukowski (via feellng)

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thetidesinitsgrave:

wawaqueen:

Maybe I should do the Boo Radley Challenge where I stay in my house for 25 years and never leave

This is the greatest literary reference I’ve ever read.


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westeros-side-story:

if i was a poetic meter i’d be stressed stressed


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takethisbrother:

You never appreciate how much of a skill writing well is until you have to edit things written by someone who can’t.


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bantarleton:

5000 ice scultpures have been placed in London to commemorate the casulaties of the Great War.


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twenyonepilots:

do you ever get sad attacks and it drains you and you’re just left sitting there like wow this is so uncalled for rude


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punkmothra:

my favourite part of shakespeare plays is the person at the end that is like “see how these people fucked everything up. don’t do this. look at this fuckery. look at it. fuck this. fuck everything.”

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Melville

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Melville goes up to the counter and orders a trenta white chocolate mocha. Instead of waiting at the counter, he sits down at a table. The barista brings it over. “Don’t you want to drink this, sir?” she asks. “I would prefer not to,” says Melville, and leaves.


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