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#1RašytiTemos pavadinimas: parasamshhhhhh   Kv. 10 13, 2016 8:49 pm

CREDIT: CHAMPAGNEMAMI

My name is Oliver Tate. I suppose it’s a bit of an affectation, but sometimes I wish there was a film crew following my every move. I don’t quite know what I am yet. I’ve tried flipping coins, listening exclusively to French crooners, I’ve even had a brief hat phase: but nothing stuck.



«I didn’t expect everything to work out. I expected real life. And then I suffered the worst pains to help me to grow. So those experiences, I’d never ask to take them away because they’re all in God’s plan and help make me the man I am today, and help make me more of a soldier and a vessel. Because if I hadn’t suffered those losses, I might be too scared to fight the war on traditional thinking.»




ERNEST HEMINGWAY ONCE WROTE "THE WORLD IS A FINE PLACE AND WORTH FIGHTING FOR." I AGREE WITH THE SECOND PART.

WESTCOAST

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GRAŽAUS ŠRIFTO TEKSTAS
APATINIS TEKSTAS (ir be jo gerai atrodo)


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CREDIT: CHAMPAGNEMAMI

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I like the sad eyes, bad guys. Mouth full of white lies.
Kiss me in the corridor. But quick to tell me goodbye.


Their violence was petty and ignorant, but ultimately it was true to who they were. The violence that i realized was unforgiveable, was the violence that we do to ourselves, when we’re too afraid to be who we really are.


We are the
new Americana
High
on legal
marijuana


“It’s like you’re screaming, and no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed. That someone could be that important. That without them, you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless; like nothing can save you. And when it’s over, and it’s gone. You almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back.”
So that you could have the good.



you slipped into my bloodstream, before i even noticed, and now i feel you with every pump of my heart. behind my eyes and in the tips of my fingers. you got into my nervous system, so now my every cell is attuned to your voice and dear god i don’t know how to make it stop.



Oh yes, the past can hurt.
But from the way I see it,
you can either run from it, or learn from it.



I never complain! How am I complaining? When do I ever complain about you practicing the violin at three in the morning, or your mess, your general lack of hygiene, or the fact that you steal my clothes? Uh, we have a barter system. When have I ever complained about you setting fire to my rooms? Our rooms. The rooms! Or, or, the fact that you experiment on my dog? Our dog. The dog! Gladstone is our dog!


credit: westcoast

TEKSTAS

CREDIT: BLØØDXSTAIN.



First rule of magic: always be the smartest guy in the room.




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