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Peace & Love

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A poet’s work … to name the unnamable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world and stop it from going to sleep. 
—Salman Rushdie (via observando)

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f0xyshy:

If Linkin Park plays in the forest and no one is around to hear it, in the end, does it even matter?

(via thelifeinabubble)

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humansofnewyork:

“We were laying in bed just the other night, looking at the ceiling, and I said: ‘You know, it’s been thirty years, and it’s never felt worn. There’s never been a sense of tiredness with you.’”
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humansofnewyork:

“We were laying in bed just the other night, looking at the ceiling, and I said: ‘You know, it’s been thirty years, and it’s never felt worn. There’s never been a sense of tiredness with you.’”

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lolitasweeter:

She could fade and wither, I didn’t care.
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lolitasweeter:

She could fade and wither, I didn’t care.

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