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Where ignorant armies clash by night.

I think too much; don't misinterpret me as interesting by any means. I like to consider this a bona fide virtual journal of my collected favorite things, open for your viewing pleasure, y'all.

I appreciate:

writing - film - music - art - travel - post secret - pessimism - instant gratification - etc.
  Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via hemingwayslemonade)

(Source:, via hemingwayslemonade)

If I can get through work without crying today, I will have reached a three day milestone.

  Charles Bukowski, The Difficulty of Breathing (via decembrist)

(via c0caaaaine)

When I was a child, I deciphered between who or what meant more to me than the alternative by visualizing both of them encaged and hanging over a pit of fire in which I had to choose what line to cut and I think utilizing that has been my biggest success in coping with adulthood.