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Feb 11, 2011

Good bye tumblrr…

So long! <3

Feb 5, 2011

(via iluvsweden)

Feb 3, 2011
Morning is my favorite time of day. It’s like everything’s starting out fresh and new. I begin to get sad around noontime, and I hate it when the sun goes down. I live with those same feelings day after day.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via apathie)

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Feb 3, 2011

8:26 am

Good morning. I’m up. Now i do not get this. When i don’t have to wake up early i end up waking up at 6 o’ clock. And today i have a field trip for my abnormal psychology class and the class is meeting up at 12 at some subway station which i don’t even know where the heck it is. So, i must leave the house at 10, so i can take my time to figure out the Austrian subways and not get lost..and not miss the field trip. So, i was supposed to wake up at 7 today but i wake up at 8:15. Now i’m running late yet i’m writing this post..

I don’t even know why this couldn’t wait.

Bye! Have a good day.

Feb 3, 2011

3:39 am

Bed? 

Feb 2, 2011
It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.
Gabriel García Márquez
Feb 2, 2011
So pretty.

So pretty.

Feb 2, 2011

Today..

I must

-Clean my room

-Prepare for my presentation

-Clear my mind

-Read a book

and

-Be happy

Feb 2, 2011

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Feb 2, 2011
In an infinite period of time, every possible combination would at some time be attained
Friedrich Nietzsche.
Feb 2, 2011
Everything exists, everything is true, and the earth is only a little dust under our feet.
W.B. Yeats, “A Teller of Tales” 
Feb 2, 2011

Movie marathon with Jasmin and Nicole! 

Good night. :)

Feb 2, 2011
He could hear nothing: the night was perfectly silent. He listened again: perfectly silent. He felt that he was alone.
James Joyce, “A Painful Case” (via antevorta)

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Feb 1, 2011
People simply disappeared, always during the night. Your name was removed from the registers, every record of everything you had ever done was wiped out, your one-time existence was denied and then forgotten. You were abolished, annihilated: vaporized was the usual word.
George Orwell, 1984
Feb 1, 2011

“I sneezed about million times on the way to 7-11”

hahahahhahahahahaha

We’re the SAMEEEEEeee. We continuously sneeze for like 6-7 times/everytime. It’s hilarious!! I don’t know what’s wrong with us. :DP

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