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"I’ve become a master of napping anywhere." {x}

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awwww-cute:

Holding trunks :)

awwww-cute:

Holding trunks :)

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Every photograph, every novel, every poem and painting carries an aura of mystery, a graceful reminder of our own mortality. And we do what we can to resolve that mystery. It is this dialogue—between things known and unknowable, between memory and death (for what is death but forgetting, writ large?)—that we chiefly love, that makes us human.



- The Breakfast Club (1985)

- The Breakfast Club (1985)

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When a really bubbly person tries to talk to me before I’ve had my coffee


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