July 2012
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I think I fall a little in love with people when I catch them in small moments, when they think no one’s looking at them, when they absently twirl a strand of hair between their fingers, when they lick their thumb to turn a page in a book. There’s something beautiful about a person who is lost in a thought, or adjusting their shirt, or is scratching a phantom itch on their arm, or even someone...
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youngstero:
walk into your friend’s house and say “what’s up with the dead guy out front?”
(you have to murder a person for this joke to work)
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