October 2011
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Tick tock goes the clock
And what now shall we play? Tick tock goes the clock Now summer’s gone away? Tick tock goes the clock And what then shall we see? Tick tock until the day That thou shalt marry me Tick tock goes the clock And all the years they fly Tick tock and all too soon You and I must die Tick tock goes the clock We laughed at fate and mourned her Tick tock goes the clock...
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“His head is made of stars, but not yet arranged into constellations.”
– Elias Canetti (via forbiddenalleys)
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“I like people too much or not at all. I’ve got to go down deep, to fall into...”
– Sylvia Plath (via thenocturnals)
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September 2011
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