"She would drink by herself with tomatoes dying on the windowsills. She would buy magic every day of the week. Love me, that face said. I'm so lonely, so desperate. I'll give you whatever you want." (Janet Fitch - White Oleander)
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I have this deep conversation about unicorns going on on a status I posted on fb. Just saying, so that you see how I roll.

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Dear Facebook,
stop asking for my number, I’m not drunk enough for such low standards.

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Our knowledge of the world is indirect because it is constrained by how we experience it.

— Andrea Tyler and Vyvyan Evans: The Semantics of English Prepositions.

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this feeling when there’s not enough time for two episodes, but too much time for just one

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