Sorry guys, Ive been gone for so long.
But now Im back :D
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I wish I could live one day on which I completely could speak the truth, without immediately getting judged or disliked. I wouldn’t lie or hide things and just tell everything I’d ever saved in my head. No secrets anymore, I’d just let all the chaos out to finally find a sort of order.
(Source: sun-chimes)
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“What is an “instant” death anyway? How long is an instant? Is it one second? Ten? The pain of those seconds must have been awful as her heart burst and her lungs collapsed and there was no air and no blood to her brain and only raw panic. What the hell is instant? Nothing is instant. Instant rice takes five minutes, instant pudding an hour. I doubt that an instant of blinding pain feels particularly instantaneous.”
- John Green, Looking for Alaska
(Source: farewell-kingdom, via musique-des-spheres)
