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help im broke i spent all my money on coffee
jk i have 5 more dollars just enough for another coffee
help im broke i spent all my money on coffee
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“I tend to avoid bad literature and imbeciles who put up with it.”
– Friedrich Nietzsche, from Selected Letters (via violentwavesofemotion)
19/5/2013
“Tread Lightly, she is near
Under the snow,
Speak gently, she can hear
The daisies grow.” –
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“Tread Lightly, she is near
Under the snow,
Speak gently, she can hear
The daisies grow.” –
Requiescat, Oscar Wilde, 1881
Wilde wrote this poem for his sister Isola, who died of meningitis aged 9.
(via mirroir)
“So, now I shall talk every night. To myself. To the moon. I shall walk, as I did tonight, jealous of my loneliness, in the blue-silver of the cold moon, shining brilliantly on the drifts of fresh-fallen snow, with the myriad sparkles. I talk to myself and look at the dark trees, blessedly neutral. So much easier than facing people, than having to look happy, invulnerable, clever. With masks down, I walk, talking to the moon, to the neutral impersonal force that does not hear, but merely accepting my being. And does not smite me down.”
– Sylvia Plath, Cambridge Notes. (via torturegardens)
