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Emily, I glanced at this picture and immediately thought it was Ben. Can you see it? I’m not crazy, right? (Source: everythingisblueinthisworld)
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“…because he went on to tell me that if you beat your child you will instill in him the seed of violence. It was in the same way an owner would beat his dog; the dog would understand helplessness, anger, betrayal, an impulse to give his pain to others—because it was too much for just one being.”
- Silence Sounds, Rafael Willows
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It was just an inaudible mumble, some scratches of the pen which scuffed a heart against the friction between the inside world and the outside world which caused the morality to flare up arms wide and protective like a guardian’s which percolated through the layers of a mind that simply ate up another piece of information which shook up the soul and the universe shuddered. -#28
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She poured a little steaming water into the teapot, swirled it around, and poured it out.
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