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I can’t stand it to think my life is going so fast and I’m not really living it. Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (via perfect)

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How odd, I can have all this inside me
and to you it’s just words. David Foster Wallace’s, The Pale King (via versteur)

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