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He wanted to ask her what sound a heart made when it broke from pleasure, when just the sight of someone filled you the way food, blood, and air never could, when you felt as if you’d been born for only one moment and this, for whatever reason, was it.
Dennis Lehane, Shutter Island (via larmoyante)
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Ask ten adults to define a slut and you’ll hear things like: a woman who has sex with lots of men; a woman who sleeps around; a woman who has casual sex; a woman who flaunts her body. They’ll probably also use words like loose, easy, trashy, cheap, and desperate. Someone might say: a woman who has the sexual appetites of a man. No one will say: a mythical creature dreamt up by people who are jealous of or threatened by female sexual expression.
Emily Maguire, Princesses & Pornstars (via live-throughthis)
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the weekend is the weekend and it’s sunny in the park
i’ll stay here with my beer and fish and chips till it gets dark. i’ve got a lot of homework, but homework he can wait, i never start my homework till it’s already too late. my parents say think about your future and my teachers say the same but it’s hard when there’s a basketball game in the park. it’s 1998 and everybody’s saying: “harry, you’re going to be a lawyer someday…”
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I would give up a year of my life to be able to attend a live Beatles concert
good. that’s how long this trip will take. get in the time machine.
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Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of, I never thought of myself as quiet, much less silent, I never thought about things at all, everything changed, the distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn’t the world, it wasn’t the bombs and burning buildings, it was me, my thinking, the cancer of never letting go, is ignorance bliss, I don’t know, but it’s so painful to think, and tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think, I’ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.
Jonathan Safran Foer (via blonted)









