April 2012
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The reasons why I wish I grew up in the...
People dressed nicely.
The internet was not invented.
Men were, for the most part, respectful.
Things were much simpler.
There were some of the greatest actors/actresses alive then.
People communicated face to face much more.
People sent real letters to each other.
I wouldn’t be in the position I am in today.
Of course, there are cons to living in that era, but I like to think of...
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“I felt like crying but nothing came out. It was just a sort of sad sickness,...”
– Charles Bukowski (via langste)
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i want to become a hermit.
seriously, i am pretty sure this idea becomes more and more appealing by the day. i am way too sensitive, and the world is way too critical. i’m not sure why i haven’t already become one.
“For what it’s worth: it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via osendentelle)
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ya'll should ask me somethin'! →
If anyone ever read what I write in my journal they would probably think that I should belong in a mental institution. And I wouldn’t blame them, because some of my thoughts are completely illogical and crazy. I just hope one day I will be able to read what I have written and not be able to relate to them at all, but can appreciate the struggle that I’m going through, and be happy that...
