“She was sitting by the road amongst a massive pile of bedding.”
(Source: marry-me-young)
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“It was the despair of Lieutenant Scheisskopf’s life to be chained to a woman who was incapable of looking beyond her...
“Bake as directed” Will do, tumblr. Will do.
“People usually don’t come by on Sundays to apply
“They all carried immense shillelaghs in their fists, which they would not quit for a moment.” Lawd.
there was no second paragraph … nailed it.
… “I have to go...report myself yet,” I lie. I have not the heart to tell her the truth....
… “I loved the glitz...glam of the big city.” Whee!
‘let me start by telling you the one about the bridegroom and the thai prostitute.’ XD
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“In 1973, nearly a third of a million people in Bangladesh died from a 23-foot storm surge caused by a Category 5...
“Denny had been preparing himself” oh ok
sleeping in silence.”
”Maybe they’ll make their own story out of them, inspired by the unfinished sentences.”
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“He probably thinks I’m a prostitute like the one in the park.” - I Heart New York, Lindsey Kelk. This worked out...
Each year there was celebrated in Sarnath the feast of the destroying of Ib, at which time wine, song, dancing, and...
Nessuno si salva da solo...Margaret Mazzantini
“If he were stopped on the train, he told his mother, he would ride to the scene of the fighting: ‘I have considered...
Priscila Uppal, “No More Funerals,” Pretending to Die.
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His thirst was extreme. HAHA WHAT? This is from a medical journal from 1902 on abdominal stab wounds. HIS THIRST WAS...
He kept repeating “I don’t care,” over and over. - Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil by John Berendt THIS IS SO...
“Another bolt of lightning cleaved the sky and Salander opened her eyes wide.” That was dissapointing.
“I love you forever,” I told him. “Don’t forget that.” ~
“Since when do you smoke a pipe?”
“I seen guys nearly crazy with loneliness, but every time a whorehouse or blackjack game took it all away” Seems legit.
“Eventually, the old man, that had inside him the wisdom of time, started to talk again in his serene tone.”
“In the school where he taught, he was regarded as the enemy of the regime, and the administration was constantly...
“Percy takes the Daily Prophet seriously,” said Hermione tartly, and the others all nodded. WHAT?
“There were too many doors to count leading off the hall, and yet more goblins were showing people in and out of these.”