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This story is about the Baudelaires. And they are the sort of people who know that there’s always something. Something to invent, something to read, something to bite, and something to do, to make a sanctuary, no matter how small. And for this reason, I am happy to say, the Baudelaires were very fortunate indeed.

(Source: destructo-doll)

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  1. social anxiety: you want to skype someone? hahaha yeah right
  2. social anxiety: you need to make a phone call? nah.
  3. social anxiety: you want to go out with friends? lol nope.
  4. social anxiety: need to ask a stranger something? hahah no.
  5. social anxiety: trying to buy something by yourself? I don't think so.
  6. social anxiety: surrounded by strangers? good luck breathing.
  7. social anxiety: in a group? aww let me make you feel unwanted and sad.
Posted 1 day ago
Meet me in the fucking pit
James from James and the Giant Peach at one point probably (via dlubes)
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sedirktive:

when someone cries because you said something nice to them, they’re someone who you need to protect because they haven’t seen enough kindness in the world.

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You do not need pasta.
Me laying in bed talking to myself at 1:30 in the morning  (via disorder)

(Source: seabelle)

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jandillmann:

Knit one row a day for a year, matching the yarn color to the color of the sky that day.

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sinnerlikedamon:

If you haven’t stayed up until the early hours of the morning reading with your eyes itching and burning with tiredness and your vision blurred as you fight to stay awake to finish the book, you haven’t lived at all

(Source: lunaluvsgood)