May 2011
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Have you ever had those nights where you just can’t get any sleep no matter how hard you try? Those nights where you sit and you think about your mortality and you come up with a list of reasons why tonight of all nights you’re going to die. Your neck aches in an odd, uncomfortable place. Or there’s a weird blister in an uncomfortable spot, and you have no idea where the fuck...
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God, but life is loneliness, despite all the opiates, despite the shrill tinsel...
– Sylvia Plath (via unnervingdaisies)