February 2012
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clavicola:
*smothers you lovingly with a pillow*
That moment when you finish a book, look around, and realize that everyone is just carrying on with their lives as though you didn’t just experience emotional trauma at the hands of a paperback.
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clavicola:
If London Were Like Venice, 1899
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france: ten
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world: france what are you do—
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world: france stop it
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world: france that doesn't even make any sense
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france: hundred.
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