July 2012
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If you are a Doctor Who fan, just reblog. It will...
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“She was terrific to hold hands with. Most girls, if you hold hands with them,...”
– J.D. Salinger (The Catcher in the Rye)
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“I hope you know you’re not the only one who feels the way you feel. You are not...”
– Jamie Tworkowski (via internal-acceptance-movement)
Jul 25th
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me in 7th grade: unattractive, socially awkward loser.
me now: unattractive, socially awkward loser with good taste in music.
Jul 24th
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Prodigal son
Maybe it’s not only my parents who wished that I was born male. Maybe I’d wish I was born as samuel lim ming zhe. I would have been the favourite son. A future sportsman under my father’s encouragement. A gentleman, a God fearing man. A Reliable bro in need Strong enough to protect others and myself I would have been a boyfriend of one of my friends And found love. I would have a room...
Jul 24th
Everyone: Are you okay
Everyone: You look tired
Everyone: You look upset
Everyone: You look confused
Everyone: Are you mad at me
Everyone: What are you mad at
Me: IT'S MY FACE
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“Why are we worn out? Why do we, who start out so passionate, brave, noble,...”
– Anton Chekhov, The Story of an Unknown Man (via depressionparty)
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