I, Me, Mine, Yours


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sexylaurita00666:

Funny pictures of the day (114 pics) Hangover Cat Rehydrates

Aka sky ferreira

sexylaurita00666:

Funny pictures of the day (114 pics)

Hangover Cat Rehydrates

Aka sky ferreira


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For Lauren’s bb boy

For Lauren’s bb boy


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REMEMBRANCE, Alexander Pushkin

Original

Воспоминание

Александр Сергеевич Пушкин
Когда для смертного умолкнет шумный день
И на немые стогны града
Полупрозрачная наляжет ночи тень
И сон, дневных трудов награда,
В то время для меня влачатся в тишине
Часы томительного бденья:
В бездействии ночном живей горят во мне
Змей сердечной угрызенья;
Мечты кипят; в уме, подавленном тоской,
Теснится тяжких дум избыток;
Воспоминание безмолвно предо мной
Свой длинный развивает свиток:
И с отвращением читая жизнь мою,
Я трепещу и проклинаю,
И горько жалуюсь, и горько слëзы лью,
Но строк печальных не смываю.
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Translation by Dimitri Obolensky

When the noisy day is stilled for mortal man, and the translucent shadow of night, and sleep, the reward of the day’s toil, descend upon the city’s wide and silent streets, then hours of tormenting wakefulness drag on for me in silence: in the blankness of night, remorse, like a serpent’s bite, burns more fiercely in my heart; fancies seethe; a throng of oppressive thoughts crowds my mind, weighed down by anguish; memory silently unfolds its long scroll before me; and, reading the chronicle of my life with loathing, I tremble and curse, and complain bitterly, and shed bitter tears, yet I do not wash away the sorrowful lines.
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Translation by Babette duetch

When noisy day no more assails the ears of men,
And on the silent city slowly
Night’s pallid shadow falls, while after toil again
The wage of sleep repays them wholly 
Then in the hush my hours drag out their dismal course,
No peace my weary vigils bring me:
But through the listless night the serpents of remorse
With piercing fangs more shrewdly sting me;
Obsessed by seething dreams, the over-burdened soul
Can neither bear its pain, nor cure it;
In silence Memory unwinds her lengthy scroll
Before me, and I must endure it.
And loathing it, I read the record of the years,
I curse and tremble like one baited;
For all my bitter groans, for all my bitter tears,
The lines are not obliterated.


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😒

Nightmares due to the stress from moving out.

Last night’s dream was the worse. A dragon and a giant looking for me in a well lit building. The dream was mute. I couldn’t tell if I was making too much sound when staying out of view. I remember thinking in my head “this isn’t a dream.”


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"He pulls me close to him then, my head settling in the familiar nook between his neck and shoulder, and I am his own little mermaid again, swimming in his warm waters"
What Is Visible, Kimberly Elkins

Jul 3rd at 12AM / VIA: observando / OP: observando / 4,157 notes

"They say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world: someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for."
Tom Bodett (via observando)

WHAT ABOUT A LAUGH AND SOME CHEESE DAMN IT


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A day in the life…

Before setting him free back into the wild.


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Everyone I know has this intense need for 💗LOVE💗 as if it’s the one and only thing that will make them happy. I just want to laugh until I wet my panties and then eat some bologna and cheese afterwards.


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Fernando saying I’m a gift from “god” HAHAHA 😑

Fernando saying I’m a gift from “god” HAHAHA 😑


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My grandmother wearing the hat she knitted that she hates. Haha

My grandmother wearing the hat she knitted that she hates. Haha


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Noodle making queens