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I distrust the perpetually busy; always have. The frenetic ones spinning in tight little circles like poisoned rats. The slower ones, grinding away their fourscore and ten in righteousness and pain. They are the soul-eaters.”
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I distrust the perpetually busy; always have. The frenetic ones spinning in tight little circles like poisoned rats. The slower ones, grinding away their fourscore and ten in righteousness and pain. They are the soul-eaters.”
Hamlet the Mini Pig Goes Down the Steps To Get To Oatmeal [x]
Game of thrones, 2x09, “Blackwater”
OH MY GOD WHAT EVEN IS THAT POST WHY AM I SCREAMING
How often we wish for another chance
to make a fresh beginning.
A chance to blot out our mistakes
And change failure into winning.
Catvengers, assemble!