We are not now that strength which in old days / Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are / One equal temper of heroic hearts / Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will / To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield ~ Tennyson
“Ugh, you’re so adorable. I want to be friends with you,” I whisper as I like your posts and never speak to you.
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Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who bring you things you never asked for and don’t always like.
Lemony Snicket (via sunsetical)
