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I ran away to work in Disney World. Currently I'm trying to fix magic wristbands. That has nothing to do with this blog.


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Darkling I listen; and, for many a time
I have been half in love with easeful Death,
Call’d him soft names in many a mused rhyme,
To take into the air my quiet breath;
John Keats, Ode to a Nightingale (via bowtobowers)

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Byron’s seal in black wax on a letter held by the Pforzheimer Collection, New York Public Library.

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Byron’s seal in black wax on a letter held by the Pforzheimer Collection, New York Public Library.

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When is a monster not a monster?
Oh, when you love it.
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The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.

Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via feellng)

RIP Robin

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