We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken.
(Source: dust-and-shadows, via adam-space)
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tooclosetowhisper: Sorry, I have to ask, which further maths module are you doing tomorrow?
c2 and fp1 :/ nooooot looking forward to it!
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Only Bon Iver is keeping me calm. Further Maths exams tomorrow… but Bon Iver.
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-Sara Gruen, Water for Elephants (via quenotte)
When you are five, you know your age down to the month. Even in your twenties, you know how old you are. I’m twenty-three you say, or maybe twenty-seven. But then in your thirties, something strange starts to happen. It is a mere hiccup at first, an instant of hesitation. How old are you? Oh, I’m—you start confidently, but then you stop. You were going to say thirty-three, but you are not. You’re thirty-five. And then you’re bothered, because you wonder if this is the beginning of the end. It is, of course, but it’s decades before you admit it.
(Source: larmoyante, via lordvaders)
