pelycosaur: fluffballs will win your heart every time.
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You have such a lovely temperature.
– Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via larmoyante)
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April 27. Incapable of living with people, of speaking. Complete immersion in myself, thinking of myself. Apathetic, witless, fearful. I have nothing to say to anyone - never.
– Franz Kafka, Diaries of Franz Kafka (via prenzlauer)
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