It’s the oldest story in the world. One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you’re ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life.
Nathan Scott (via pealowsweetandlow)
May 31st with 16,739 notes | reblog
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And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep.
Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five (via ghostwalls)
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Come! with thy looks, thy words, relieve my woe;
Those still at least are left thee to bestow.
Still on that breast enamour’d let me lie,
Still drink delicious poison from thy eye,
Pant on thy lip, and to thy heart be press’d;
Give all thou canst — and let me dream the rest. Eloisa to Abelard by Alexander Pope
May 29th with 1 note | reblog
Those still at least are left thee to bestow.
Still on that breast enamour’d let me lie,
Still drink delicious poison from thy eye,
Pant on thy lip, and to thy heart be press’d;
Give all thou canst — and let me dream the rest. Eloisa to Abelard by Alexander Pope
May 29th with 1 note | reblog
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Memento (2000) - Christopher Nolan
voice-over Leonard Shelby: [running] OK, so what am I doing?[sees Dodd also running]Leonard Shelby: Oh, I’m chasing this guy.[Dodd shoots at Leonard]Leonard Shelby: No… he’s chasing me.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhn3twk5bc1qci4ejo1_500.gif)
Clementine: Joely?
Joel: Yeah Tangerine?
Clementine: Am I ugly?
Joel: Uh-uh.
Clementine: When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can’t believe I’m crying already. Sometimes I think people don’t understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don’t matter. So, I’m eight, and I have these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine, and I keep yelling at her, “You can’t be ugly! Be pretty!” It’s weird, like if I can transform her, I would magically change, too.
Joel: You’re pretty.
Clementine: Joely, don’t ever leave me.
Joel: You’re pretty… you’re pretty… pretty…
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May 28th with 5,152 notes | reblog
We must walk consciously only part way toward our goal, and then leap in the dark to our success.
Henry David Thoreau (via non-earthly)
May 28th with 2 notes | reblog
May 28th with 2 notes | reblog
If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating Sylvia Plath (via mother-earth-sister-moon)
May 27th with 1,228 notes | reblog
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating Sylvia Plath (via mother-earth-sister-moon)
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May 27th with 1,228 notes | reblog
Writers aren’t exactly people … they’re a whole lot of people trying to be one person.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (via thisgirlmegan)
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