January 2012
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
– Dylan Thomas, from “Do not go gentle into that good night” (via the-final-sentence)
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They say love is in the air, so I hold my breath til my face turn purple.
You know that place between sleeping and awake, that place where you can still...
– J.M. Barrie (via futurejimcroce)