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if you want to know where your heart is, look to where your mind goes when it wanders. i like iced tea, books, magic and wearing socks to bed.

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hi i'm kathleen, seventeen and that rhymes.

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And in that moment, I swear we were infinite

Class of 2012

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“The best thing, though, in that museum was that everything always stayed right where it was. Nobody’d move. You could go there a hundred times, and that Eskimo would still be just finished catching those two fish, the birds would still be on their way south, the deers would still be drinking out of that water hole, with their pretty antlers and their pretty, skinny legs, and that squaw with the naked bosom would still be weaving that same blanket. Nobody’d be different. The only thing that would be different would be you.”

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Daydream Believer: I hope you had the time of your life.

d-a-y-dream-believer:

Tomorrow is the last day of high school forever. I’ve been telling myself that this day is coming for at least a month now, but I’m definitely still in denial. Seeing the stage set up for graduation already? Unreal.

But after we explored the gym, a bunch of us grabbed a frisbee and played in the courtyard. Really, it wasn’t anything exciting, but it really summed up a lot of what I wanted my senior year to be: spontaneous, fun, carefree and with my friends. We could have gone home during study hall, but we stayed to soak in some of the final moments of our senior year. And I had a blast. Tomorrow is my last day. I know I’m going to cry, but it will be because I’ve had such a great time that I don’t want to leave.

Live it up.

infinity-imagined:

A Brainbow of the hippocampus, an area of the brain where neurons divide and migrate to form new thoughts and memories.

hey i dissected a brain today. what a pretty brainbow

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