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January 07 2015

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valhallawaits:

mofobian:

I can feel the metal.

All I can see is

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January 05 2015

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January 03 2015

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January 02 2015

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wantstobelieve:

#anyway here’s wonderwall

you guys can start a band together

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notalickofsense:

TO EVERYONE YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE

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January 01 2015

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I pledge my life and honor to the Night’s Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.

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December 31 2014

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December 30 2014

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themoonphase:

letters-to-lolita:

Franz Kafka, the story goes, encountered a little girl in the park where he went walking daily. She was crying. She had lost her doll and was desolate.

Kafka offered to help her look for the doll and arranged to meet her the next day at the same spot. Unable to find the doll he composed a letter from the doll and read it to her when they met.

"Please do not mourn me, I have gone on a trip to see the world. I will write you of my adventures.” This was the beginning of many letters. When he and the little girl met he read her from these carefully composed letters the imagined adventures of the beloved doll. The little girl was comforted.

When the meetings came to an end Kafka presented her with a doll. She obviously looked different from the original doll. An attached letter explained: “My travels have changed me…”

Many years later, the now grown girl found a letter stuffed into an unnoticed crevice in the cherished replacement doll. In summary it said: “Every thing that you love, you will eventually lose, but in the end, love will return in a different form.”


Kafka and the Doll: The Pervasiveness of Loss.

I LOVE KAFKA

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December 29 2014

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December 18 2014

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heysoo:

roselalalonde:

thenimbus:

R.I.P. Ato Essandoh

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https://twitter.com/AtoEssandoh

JESUS

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CHRIST

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THIS DUDE.

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December 09 2014

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