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Today I beat my personal record for consecutive days alive.

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I wish there was a socially acceptable way to tell strangers you are not interested in having small talk.

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I exist too much, I feel too much, think too much. Reality is crushing the life out of me.

David Jones, Love and Space Dust (via wordsnquotes)

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Somebody asked me if I was looking for something. I am looking for everything.

Sam Sheridan, A Fighter’s Heart (via wordsnquotes)

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Rebellion is the softest thing I gift myself. Teeth instead of knives. Observation instead of accusation. I am a patient thing. I’ve been here before.

S.A. Khanum | woman (via splatterofchaos)

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DNA neither cares nor knows. DNA just is. And we dance to its music.

Richard Dawkins (via decapodiformes)

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I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.

Haruki Murakami (via goodreadss)

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I am calm. I am calm. It is the calm before something awful:

Sylvia Plath, from “Three Women,” Winter Trees (via lifeinpoetry)

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Nothing in this world is permanent, and we’re foolish when we ask anything to last, but surely we’re still more foolish not to take delight in it while we have it.

W. Somerset Maugham, The Razor’s Edge (via bookmania)

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I shall continue to exist. I may assume other disguises, other forms, but I shall try to exist.

Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire (via daydreaming-wildflower)

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– I feel utterly futile – No matter where I am, things are not clear.

Franz Kafka, from ‘Letter to Felice’ (via aegeane)

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I am calm. I am calm. It is the calm before something awful:

Sylvia Plath, from “Three Women,” Winter Trees (via lifeinpoetry)

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I need this shirt more than anything!!!

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I always carry a knife in my purse, just in case we’re having cake.

Anonymous, Humor (via quotelife)