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7 months ago on October 23, 2011 at 09:02am
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Emily, 17, Toronto.
This will be my personal page. I post things I like, and cool feminist/LGBTQ stuff.
All you need to know about me is that I'm one of those various emotionally lost youths. I'll have many mood swings in my posts.
Viva la revolución.
This will be my personal page. I post things I like, and cool feminist/LGBTQ stuff.
All you need to know about me is that I'm one of those various emotionally lost youths. I'll have many mood swings in my posts.
Viva la revolución.
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7 months ago on October 23, 2011 at 09:00am
Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that’s all. You can’t see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.
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7 months ago on October 23, 2011 at 09:00am
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7 months ago on October 23, 2011 at 08:59am
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7 months ago on October 23, 2011 at 08:59am
Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. And intelligent, sensitive person is the exception, the very great exception. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you’ll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way
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7 months ago on October 23, 2011 at 08:59am
Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile at the beauty of destruction.
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7 months ago on October 23, 2011 at 08:58am
People are afraid to pursue their most important dreams, because they feel that they don’t deserve them, or that they’ll be unable to achieve them. We, their hearts, become fearful just thinking of loved ones who go away forever, or of moments that could have been good but weren’t, or of treasures that might have been found but were forever hidden in the sands. Because, when these things happen, we suffer terribly
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7 months ago on October 23, 2011 at 08:56am
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Title: Behold the Hurricane
Artist: The Horrible Crowes
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the horrible crowes- behold the hurricane (via oldblueeyes)
that’s good stuff.
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7 months ago on October 23, 2011 at 08:56am
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7 months ago on October 23, 2011 at 08:55am
Amy (by Chris Moore Photo)
7 months ago on October 23, 2011 at 08:53am
