fear, love, pride, greed, and shame

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I'm Lindsey. I'm an 18 year old girl living in the south where I don't belong. I love to read and write although I don't do much of either anymore. My heart belongs to my best friend. I have seven cats and I love them all to death. I'm shy and weird but that's the way I've always liked it.

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stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can come to any good.

“There is more than one way to starve.”

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Gotye feat. Kimbra | Somebody That I Used To Know

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Pablo Neruda

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“Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting, in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. The best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake somebody else up, so that they can feel this way, too.”