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Please, just take what you want and leave....
This is the space where I collect all the junk I find out there, thinking it might be useful at some point, although it has never happened.
I like tumblr, people are surprisingly nicer here than anywhere else online.

Archive

Apr
2nd
Tue
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his advice for aspiring entertainers was to “be so good they can’t ignore you
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The uncanny similarities between advertising and rape. In both situations, no matter how much you say you don’t want it, they will keep pushing things you didn’t ask for.
Feb
21st
Thu
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At times of change, the learners are the ones who will inherit the world, while the knowers will be beautifully prepared for a world which no longer exists.
— Alistair Smith
Jan
24th
Thu
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meme-meme:

Everything makes sense now!

meme-meme:

Everything makes sense now!

Aug
2nd
Thu
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Don’t grow up! It’s a trap!
Jul
25th
Wed
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Jul
22nd
Sun
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I love you is the new whatever
May
17th
Thu
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Even when you’ve been riding that same awesome 8-loops roller coaster for years, sometimes you still find yourself wondering about how it would be to ride that dodgy, cheap, no-loop wooden roller coaster. In the meantime, other people spend their whole lives more than happy having a teacup ride.
May
14th
Mon
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I’m in love with cities I’ve never been to and people I’ve never met
Apr
21st
Sat
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You are what you eat so I am pizza.
Apr
20th
Fri
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No one looks back on their life and remembers the nights they got plenty of sleep
Apr
19th
Thu
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everyone is broken and we spend our lives filling the cracks with whatever we can find
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Nostalgia—it’s delicate, but potent. Teddy told me that in Greek, ‘nostalgia’ literally means ‘the pain from an old wound.’ It’s a twinge in your heart far more powerful than memory alone. This device isn’t a spaceship, it’s a time machine. It goes backwards, and forwards… it takes us to a place where we ache to go again. It’s not called the wheel, it’s called the carousel. It let’s us travel the way a child travels—around and around, and back home again, to a place where we know are loved.
— Mad men
Apr
18th
Wed
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on the same page, but in different books
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Grammar: the difference between knowing your shit and knowing you’re shit.