March 2012
wake up: exhausted
12 pm: exhausted
3 pm: fucking exhausted
5 pm: really fucking exhausted
7 pm: about to pass out
bed time: the energy of 5 million condensed suns
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i rarely ever keep the keyboard smash from my first try because sometimes it looks too intense and other times it looks like an actual word and sometimes it doesn’t really reflect my true feelings i mean keyboard smashing is actually a craft that i take very seriously
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February 2012
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HP meets DW
Voldemort: Rory Williams, the boy who lived, come to die.
Rory: I should tell you--
Voldemort: AVADA KEDAVRA.
Rory: No, really--
Voldemort: AVADA KEDAVRA.
Rory: We'll be here all day.
Voldemort: AVADA KEDAVRA.
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Where does a thought go when it’s forgotten?
– Sigmund Freud (via notacareinthisworld)