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i tried to trap the repo man by moving him in my sim’s pool, but he just swam through the floorboards and right out the door…
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This reminded me of where Poison lived in Chris Wooding’s book.
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If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.
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Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (Source: languagemagic) |
I dreamed I called you on the telephone
to say: Be kinder to yourself
but you were sick and would not answer
The waste of my love goes on this way
trying to save you from yourself
I have always wondered about the left-over
energy, the way water goes rushing down a hill
long after the rains have stopped
or the fire you want to go to bed from
but cannot leave, burning-down but not burnt-down
the red coals more extreme, more curious
in their flashing and dying
than you wish they were
sitting long after midnight
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“For the Dead” - Adrienne Rich (Source: chinashopinabull) |
Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
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