Dear Jack Kerouac and William Burroughs! Let me go to the bed.
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Dear Tumblr. I missed you so much. I had some insoluble problems and nonsense questions, and - I still have them. But now it looks like “Oh, again? That’s a pity! I’ll rather eat an icecream”
So I can think that I made some progress.
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Look at this.
From this moment it’s the main enemy of mine.
I’ll NEVER drink this fizzy yellow sneaky shit again.
(Source: please-scar-hurts-again, via potterish)
