July 2010
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seemsforever asked: don't add too much spice to your prumpkin soup. it ruins it. too strong. too hot. my mouth is burning. it's ruined. so sad.
Lonely on a Saturday night. Tell me nice things? →
Stories or recipes or questions or opinions welcome.
We were quiet on the car ride home. I turned on the radio and found a station...
– Jonathan Safran Foer - Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close (via comeanddance) (via butitlookslikefun)
Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant...
– Hunter S. Thompson (via vonnegutandcathair) (via someonesmissing) (via butitlookslikefun) (via ittasteslikedeath)
We all three of us — me, Rupert and Emma — we just wept. And I’ve never seen...
– Daniel Radcliffe on the last day of filming Harry Potter (via accioronaldweasley) (via homemadedarkmark) (via everythingharrypotter)
Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal
– Albert Camus (via thechocolatebrigade)
Love don't live here anymore.
I have such a knack for fucking up friendships. I’m sorry I’m not who you thought I was, but you really have no idea.
From here on out, I am only interested in what’s real. Real people, real...
– Almost Famous.