February 2012
“Where does a thought go when it’s forgotten?”
– Sigmund Freud (via wishingskiesofblue)
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“The way her body existed only where he touched her. The rest of her was smoke.”
– Arundhati Roy (via f0xfur)
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This is one of the rare moments I’m glad I don’t have a boyfriend/I don’t like someone because I don’t feel obligated to hide how much of a psychotic freak I am.
