Books are for people who wish they were somewhere else.
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| — | Mark Twain (via sudden-movements) |
You could consider this a series of letters arranged in a pattern which provides meaning, and a series of letters from me to you, arranged in a way that provides meaning. Or you could consider this another one of the endless tumblrs by another unimportant person you'll likely never meet. Whichever one is easier to live with.
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