Just do it.

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My thoughts are stars I can’t fathom into constellations.
The Fault in Our Stars - John Green

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noelbackwardsisleon:

technogecho:

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shooshoolove:

inside-your-pants:

i-am-thedoctor:

OH. MY. GOD.

holy shit

OH DEAR LORD.

I AM LITERALLY SCREAMING THERE’S TEARS RUNNING DOWN MY FACE HELP ME

horrified scream omg

oh GOD what in heavens is this?

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

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Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgiastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter—tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther…. And one fine morning— So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, Ch. 9