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I'm Jack's wasted life.

Migrating monarch butterflies (Danaus plexippus) travel south for hundreds of miles in the fall, flying at a speed of approximately 10 km/hr.
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a little Maratus pavonis, a kind of peacock jumping spider on a flower
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I understood myself only after I destroyed myself.

And only in the process of fixing myself, did I know who I really was.

Sade Andria Zabala | Thought of the Day: Self-Discovery (via violettevenus)

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We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing. Charles Bukoswski (via mercuryjones)

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Love isn’t soft, like those poets say. Love has teeth which bite and the wounds never close. The Body (Stephen King)

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