December 2011
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Do you even remember me?
Do you ever think about me?
Do you even know who I am anymore?
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Times like this, I wish I owned a pensieve.
Or that Hermione would come along on obliviate a few memories I have that I wish would disappear.
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I will always try to remember you as the girl I used to be best friends with. Not the girl who lied, or the girl who bitched, or the girl who left me in hospital to spend time with her druggy and abusive boyfriend. I’ll even forgive you for that this year, think of it as a blessing for your future. I’ll no longer think of you, and i’ll no longer care, if you ever think of me.
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“Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving...”
– Albert Einstein (via quote-book)
complectus:
I’m not alone. There’s other people in this world that are like me. And it’s such a good feeling.
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When we’re young, people say you should follow your passions. But that’s not true. Unless you spent you’re entire childhood dreaming of entering some respectable and financially lucrative job, where you will spend the majority of your living hours providing for your most basic needs, then your passions are a heap of stinking dreamland shit with no value or worth. They tell you...
