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Tiny Beautiful Things
I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world...
It must be admitted that one might lament a little over the physical and moral happenings of our own world.
Bless you, child.
It all means more than I can tell you. So you must not judge what I know by what I find words for.
See the cat? See the cradle?
#goals... what a reading list.
1st grade and the livin's easy...
she used my arms!
I have begun my own quiet war. Simple. Sure.
ah, the gentle indifference of the world...
Ms. Berg's English class! I remember!
Right??? So magical! ♥
The command to grow up at once was more bearable than the faceless horror of wavering purpose, which was youth.
Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?
Big brother would want you to read this. Don't over think it. Doublethink it.
we're all twelve years old at heart... right?