February 2012
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seabois:
When F. Scott Fitzgerald was 6 years old he had a birthday party to which nobody came. He waited on the porch all afternoon in his freshly pressed suit but nobody showed, so at last he went inside and ate his entire birthday cake, including several candles.
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“She’s never where she is,” I said. “She’s only inside her head.”
– White Oleander (via sierrasometimes)
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“People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, of...”
– Neil Gaiman (via miss-isabel)
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