There are tulips everywhere and you didn’t even like tulips. Why would people make the effort, take the trek to the nearest flower shop upon themselves just to bring the wrong fucking sort of flowers to your funeral. It’s not like you hated tulips or anything but it’s just that you thought it was nicer…
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you are more than the parts of your sum more than all the cells that make up this body of yours because you keep them together with your quick wit and your ability to make someone laugh who feels like crying and your persistence to always see the good in others you are more…
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I’ve started reading this book on a long train journey home. It was late in the evening and I almost couldn’t keep my eyes open but at the same time I just could. not. stop. reading. First of all: It’s about a boy. And a sick mother. And a yew tree, planted atop a hill…
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She’s staring out of the window as if her life depends on it, as if every single time she blinks all hell could break lose and the world could be turned upside down. Her eyes search the woods surrounding her house, the space in between the thick tree trunks and the space between the branches…
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