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Last first day? Just kidding I have six more years of school.  (at The Pennsylvania State University)

Last first day? Just kidding I have six more years of school. (at The Pennsylvania State University)

And I began to let him go. Hour by hour. Days into months. It was a physical sensation, like letting out the string of a kite. Except that the string was coming from my center.

— Augusten Burroughs, You Better Not Cry   (via thatkindofwoman)

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That second to last panel is chilling.

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He’s so damned nice and he’s so awful. He’s my sort of thing.

— Ernest Hemingway, from The Sun Also Rises  (via thatkindofwoman)

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He said I can’t remember her name. And I told him her name. And then he said whatever happened to her? And I had to tell him about her death. … And so I began to think about writing a book about people who had found a way to manipulate human memory so that they wouldn’t have to remember anything bad.

Lois Lowry tells Neda Ulaby about how her father’s memory loss, which included her sister’s death at 28, inspired The Giver. (via nprbooks)

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Trying to remember how blessed I am to be spending the week in North Carolina with me family. Rain or shine. Tiny worms in the basement carpet or not. 

Don’t be seduced into thinking that that which does not make a profit is without value.

— Arthur Miller (via wordsnquotes)

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So delicate Flowergirls by Lim Zhi Wei / Love Limzy, Malaysian artist.

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