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“I want to be a mailman so I can let people know when it’s their birthday.”

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Whoever created passports and borders I h.a.t.e them Why can't I be allowed to travel freely??!! I just wanna go and stay whereever pleases me without having to worry about visas, immigration, and endless amounts of paperwork... it's so stressful and unfair Stop making this so difficult

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I love this film. one of those movies i wish i had made

Ash and Ajay - Raincoat (2004)

One of my favorite performances!

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Antarmahal (2005) dir. Rituparno Ghosh

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The Monsoon Girl || Photographed by Brian Brake

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I am too full of life to be half loved. أنا مليءٌ جداً بالحياة لأكن نصف محبوب

(via simplybelove)

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omg this is me. the kid from matilda who eats the entire chocolate cake <3

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Just wanna stand on top of the Comcast Center and shout it to the world. 

and and and stop asking my plans after graduation with a pitying look on your face

ppl always ask me “”what are you going to do with your degree”“ and ““if you wanna get a PHD how do you plan on paying for it”“ and ”“where are you gonna move after college”“ but here is the thing:

i am very powerful and cute and im gonna float through this world one day at a time. please leave me alone. 

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hannah black: “Symptoms of love: firstly, the catastrophic inability to distinguish between love and lust, between observation and omen, between necessity and contingency. Later, the sense that it is provocative for the beloved to walk down the street, in the aura of his beauty; anything could happen in this dangerous situation. Feelings of disorientation. Feeling the duty to invent a new language in which to describe the beloved, inevitably getting stuck in the customary language, the conjunction of the worn-out old language and the unformed but necessary new language producing hideous mutations, purple prose. Wetness, slipperiness, not just in the anatomically predictable places but in the edges between one thing and another thing, this new edgeless conception of things making the vowels looser, the joints looser, loosening also any vestigial respect for “private property.” Leaving shops with your pockets full of free jewelry, with which to decorate yourself for the beloved. Or, under duress and for similar reasons, buying new clothes.”

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Manish dayal, make me dinner tooo! I'll bring us dessert :)

Manish Dayal

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my talents include stress eating and falling in love with people that will never love me back

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Oh you're from 8tracks! Thank you. Glad we have similar taste in music =D

Any particular suggestions?

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Skipped class today. one of many this semester. 

oh well...haha

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need something, someone

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"Piya" - Shankar Tucker ft. Shriram Iyer