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Rosamund Pike

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in this house we believe:

this place is not a place of honor

no highly esteemed deed is commemorated here

nothing valued is here

what is here is dangerous and repulsive to us

the danger is in a particular location

the danger is still present in your time as it was in ours

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literally cannot stop thinking about that article talking about how crows are starting to use tools and pass down that knowledge and someone said they were entering the stone age. the stone age. bro. imagine when we entered the stone age there was just some other species already having built their shit looking at us going like “oh fuck humans are using sticks for stuff and teaching their kids how to do that haha cool”. this is the premise of a sci-fi novel. i can’t even think about it without feeling like personally responsible for the development of crows on a species level over the next several thousand years

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Physically I’m here but mentally I’m tending to the strawberry patch outside my forest cottage and listening to the ferns rustling in the cool breeze

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I just CANT shut up baby!!!!!!! I’m absolutely FULL of STUPID and simply MUST share it with the world!!!!!!!!!!!!

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I’ve decided to be sexier in 2020. There will be with no actual effort on my part, l just intend to be perceived as such

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me at this point of the year, reacting to any bad news

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best of jonathan van ness 

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“I don’t think of myself as a sad person necessarily. Whenever I write songs, it’s my outlet for a certain feeling. I just don’t as often feel compelled to write when I’m not really sad about something, or wanting to sort through something dark.”

— PHOEBE BRIDGERS

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Heath Ledger in 10 Things I Hate About You (1999)

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friends: how was work

me:

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“what disorder of mine does this symptom belong to?” a novel by me