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"She’s never where she is. She’s only inside her head."
White Oleander by Janet Fitch  (via ephemeralnymphe)

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"All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living."
Iain Thomas, from I Wrote This For You (via psych-facts)

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Run Rabbit Run by marmeloni on Flickr.