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demeaniac:

what if with our first clot of air when we are born we inhale a soul, and every time we breathe out, we squeeze a tiny part of our souls out. would our final breath actually be the very last soul fragment leaving our bodies?

Woah woah wait 

you know those things that say “you become like the 5 people you hang out with the most”

that would explain why, because you would actually be inhaling little parts of them over time

Oh my god

A bouquet of clumsy words: You know that place between sleep and awake where you’re still dreaming but it’s slowly slipping? I wish we could feel like that more often. I also wish I could click my fingers three times and be transported to anywhere I like. I wish that people didn’t always say ‘just wondering’ when you both know there was a real reason behind them asking. And I wish I could get lost in the stars.

Listen, there’s a hell of a good universe next door, let’s go.
E.E. Cummings (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
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