"   What sort of diary should I like mine to be? Something loose-knit and yet not slovenly, so elastic that it will embrace anything, solemn, slight or beautiful, that comes into my mind.   "
Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry dated 20 April 1919

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"   I have so much of you in my heart.   "
John Keats, July 10, 1819 (via pythons)

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"   If you want to eliminate evil from the hearts of others, then first uproot it from your own.   "
Ali ibn Abu Talib (R.A.)

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Hello During a Random Dessert
The month and day of which coincide numerically with your expulsion from a uterus :3

Tonight, I stumbled across an encyclopaedia entry on ultrasound. Ultrasound is a sound vibration too high frequency to be audible. It was first developed to locate submerged objects - submarines, depth charges, Atlantis and such. Some animals, like bats, dolphins and dogs can hear within the ultrasonic frequency. But no human can. No one can truly know what anyone thinks or feels. What’s inside mum? What’s inside dad? What’s inside Jordana? We’re all traveling under the radar, undetected. And no one can do a thing about it.

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"   I’m still writing about you and you haven’t read a word.   "
Travis Grandt (via cariosus)

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"   …Somebody told the stars you’re not coming out tonight
And so they found a place to hide.   "
Black Treacle, Suck it and See (2011), Arctic Monkeys. (via allweeverwantedwaseverything)

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