Obsolescence



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"She raised one hand and flexed its fingers and wondered, as she had sometimes before, how this thing, this machine for gripping, this fleshy spider on the end of her arm, came to be hers, entirely at her command. Or did it have some little life of its own? She bent her finger and straightened it. The mystery was in the instant before it moved, the dividing moment between not moving and moving, when her intention took effect. It was like a wave breaking. If only she could find herself at the crest, she thought, she might find the secret of herself, that part of her that was really in charge."

Ian McEwan, Atonement (via larmoyante)

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My eyelids are heavier than a truck rn and I still can’t fall asleep

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"I wish I kissed you so much fucking more."

I’m sorry.
6:29pm (via tallglassofrio)

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