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March 2012

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“It’s best not to be too moral; you cheat yourself out of too much life.” —Maude, Harold and Maude 
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The great thing about wine is that it makes for a romantic evening, even when you’re drinking it by yourself.

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I just watched a documentary on Turkish oil wrestling and decided that I’m moving there. 

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#psychadelic #art #computer generated #graphic design #design #trippy
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Mar 30, 201232 notes
Yet another

Friday night with no plans, I should probably try and make some more friends at some point. People scare the shit out of me recently though. 

Mar 30, 2012
“If you are lonely when you’re alone, you are in bad company.” —Jean-Paul Sartre 
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“Your heart is like a great river after a long spell of rain, spilling over its banks. All signposts that once stood on the ground are gone, inundated and carried away by that rush of water. And still the rain beats down on the surface of the river. Every time you see a flood like that on the news you tell yourself: That’s it. That’s my heart.” —Haruki Murakami
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Can anyone REALLY say that they hate classical music?

It just doesn’t make sense to me.

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I’m wining and dining myself tonight. I love me.

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“When you come to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on.” —Franklin D. Roosevelt 
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“Love is like a narcotic. At first it brings the euphoria of complete surrender. The next day, you want more. You’re not addicted yet, but you like the sensation, and you think you can still control things. You think about the person you love for two minutes, and forget them for three hours. But then you get used to that person, and you begin to be completely dependent on them. Now you think about him for three hours and forget him for two minutes. If he’s not there, you feel like an addict who can’t get a fix. And just as addicts steal and humiliate themselves to get what they need, you’re willing to do anything for love.” —Paulo Coelho, By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept 
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Mar 29, 2012
Holy hell.

The book for my math class is almost as much as the tuition. How does that even make sense?

Mar 29, 2012
#wtf #higher education is a scam
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“It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same, feels the same, even smells the same. You realize what’s changed is you.” —F. Scott Fitzgerald (via gordftw)
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“There is a moment—oh, just before the first kiss, a whispered word—something that makes it worth while.” —F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise  (via christclub)
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