Pablo Neruda, excerpt from Sonnett XVII
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THEME: KATE ARGENT | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | ISAAC LAHEY
MOBILE THEME: DEUCALION | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | DEREK HALE
POSTS: PETER HALE | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | STILES STILINSKI
UPDATES TAB: NOGITSUNE | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | JACKSON WHITTMORE
NICENESS: JENNIFER BLAKE | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | LIAM DUNBAR
OVERALL: MATT DAEHLER | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | SCOTT MCCALL
COMMENT/ADVICE:
There should be no boundaries to human endeavour. We are all different. However bad life may seem, there is always something you can do, and succeed at. While there’s life, there is hope.
you haven’t changed at all, have you?
but you have.
Charlotte Brontë. (Jane Eyre)
“orange and blue? not a good combination.” "sometimes there’s other things you wouldn’t think would be a good combination, end up turning out to be a perfect combination, you know? like.. two people together.”
Oh wow, but you see it’s like nobody’s fucking business. And it’s not like anyone cares so..
The Chamber of Secrets has been opened. Enemies of the heir, beware.
Get to know me meme: 10/10 movies» The Sixth Sense (1999)
"I think I can go now. Just needed to do a couple of things. I needed to help someone; I think I did. And I needed to tell you something: you were never second, ever. I love you. You sleep now. Everything will be different in the morning. Good night, sweetheart."
I don’t know where I am. I just know I’m running. Sometimes it’s like I’ve lived a thousand lives in a thousand places. I’m born, I live, I die. And always, there’s the Doctor. Always, I’m running to save the Doctor, again, and again, and again. And he hardly ever hears me. But I’ve always been there.
"And I look at you, and I… and I’m home."
The two things I’ve been told most often since my career took off - by taxi drivers, lifelong friends and everyone in between - have been, ‘don’t ever change, Margot’ and then you ‘you can’t do that anymore, Margot’. You can’t jump in the pool with your clothes on, you can’t stay in hotels, you can’t act like that. So I shouldn’t change, but I can’t be myself?





