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favorite band: i think we'll play six shows in california and not come to your state
50 Years Ago, Newsweek Was Astronaut/Moon Crazy
Classic and classy, Newsweek
And here it was, the great and terrible ten, slamming me again and again as I lay still and alone in my bed staring at the ceiling, the waves tossing me against the rocks then pulling me back out to sea so they could launch me again into the jagged face of the cliff, leaving me floating faceup on the water, undrowned.
The Faults in our Stars, John Green. (via -week3ndwarrior)
Late in the winter of my seventeenth year, my mother decided I was depressed, presumably because I rarely left the house, spent quite a lot of time in
bed, read the same book over and over, ate infrequently, and devoted quite a bit of my abundant free time to thinking about death.
The Fault in Our Stars- John Green (via yellowmissingsings)
And now you know what happened in Budapest.
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