My name is Georgia &
I'm not really passionate about anything.
I'm twenty, from Adelaide.

But tonight I say we must move forward, not backward. Upward, not forward. And always twirling, twirling, twirling towards freedom!

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so, like, a horror game where the only light in the entire game is from the protagonist’s light up sneakers

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"I would die for a woman like you, if I wasn’t such a coward."
Random flirtatious citizen from Neverwinter (via babetta-love)

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I graduated high school four years ago and I still have a little nagging fear at the back of my head that I forgot to do something and one of my teachers is just sitting at the school, four years later, still deducting a full 7% letter grade every day my report on Old Man and the Sea is late. The best grade I could get on it now is a -10799%. If I ever turn it in, my high school GPA will plummet so quickly that I will be retroactively rejected from the college I go to.

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"Your name still breaks my Heart."
Six word story  (via her0inchic)

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It’s weird that pirates would go from shore to shore looking for buried treasure when the real treasure was in the friendships they were making

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"The last time, my last words were, I run away from Life. What did I mean? I think I can explain. For me, life is: noise, madness, amusement or pleasure, bitterness. Since I run away from Life, I run away from all that, I long for silence. When there is no sound to be heard, when night covers the great city with her dark cloak, hiding the shining mask, then I feel as though I hear a mysterious voice speaking to me. I suppose the voice comes from me, since it thinks as I do. I stay a long time, half asleep. I don’t feel anything, I dream. I forget the earth, I forget everything, and I soar into an infinite without misery and without end. It seems to me I am looking for something, I don’t know what. Is it forgetfulness? Silence? I don’t know, but that same voice speaks to me, although I think I am alone. I can’t understand what it says, but I say to myself that in this world, one can never be alone and forget."
Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry (via violentwavesofemotion)

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'buy me pizza and touch my butt' no

make me a delicious filet mignon with blue cheese crust and homemade chips then pop open an expensive bottle of wine and bang me into next week

i am an aDULT

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the only ship i need is a scholarship can i get a hallelujah


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