flowury:

i want to sit on a kitchen counter in my underwear at 3 am with you and talk about the universe

(Source: flowury, via bisschen-zu-viel-realitaet)

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I am not an angel,’ I asserted; ‘and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself. Mr. Rochester, you must neither expect nor exact anything celestial of me - for you will not get it, any more than I shall get it of you: which I do not at all anticipate. Charlotte BrontëJane Eyre (via feellng)
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Most people die at 25 and aren’t buried until they’re 75. Benjamin Franklin (via homowrecked)

(Source: bkoo, via homowrecked)

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onvember:

kinda want 2 die kinda want 2 make out

(via von-idioten-umgeben)

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What is the point of worrying oneself too much about what one could or could not have done to control the course one’s life took? Surely it is enough that the likes of you and I at least try to make our small contribution count for something true and worthy. And if some of us are prepared to sacrifice much in life in order to pursue such aspirations, surely that in itself, whatever the outcome, cause for pride and contentment. Kazuo Ishiguro, The Remains of the Day (via feellng)
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