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André Berthiaume (via executions)
(via beckaboomz)
We all wear masks, and the time comes when we cannot remove them without removing some of our own skin.
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590
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1 year ago
Oscar Wilde, De Profundis (via jessigrace)
(via beckaboomz)
I must learn how to be cheerful and happy.
Posted
1 year ago
Anneli Rufus (via slekes)
(via helloalynna)
Socializing is as exhausting as giving blood. People assume we loners are misanthropes just sitting thinking: oh, people are such a bunch of assholes. But it’s really not like that. We just have a smaller tolerance for what it takes to be with others. It means having to perform. I get so tired of communicating.
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99
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1 year ago
Oscar Wilde (The Picture of Dorian Gray)
(Source: re-evol-ution, via beckaboomz)
People are afraid of themselves, these days… They feed the hungry, and clothe the beggar. But their own souls starve, and are naked.
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32
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1 year ago
Oscar Wilde
(via bebeleblonde)
(via reexiled)
Women are meant to be loved, not to be understood.
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7
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1 year ago
Sylvia Plath (via aepocrypha)
(Source: serialstranger, via withkare)
And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.
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421
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1 year ago
Mitch Hedberg (via hailed)
(Source: elbesoie, via beckaboomz)
Rice is great if you’re really hungry and want to eat two thousand of something.
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74
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1 year ago
Art Buchwald (via creatingaquietmind)
(via happythings)
We seem to be going through a period of nostalgia, and everyone seems to think yesterday was better than today. I don’t think it was, and I would advise you not to wait ten years before admitting today was great. If you’re hung up on nostalgia, pretend today is yesterday and just go out and have one hell of a time.
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850
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1 year ago
Ferdinand von Schrubentaufft (via bloodfilledveins)
(Source: fleurare, via beckaboomz)
I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold hearted. I’m like a collection of paradoxes.
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972
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1 year ago
Yes. This. Dear self, expect less.
(Source: leilockheart, via leilockheart)
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1 year ago
