you are not a beautiful and unique snowflake. you are the same decaying organic matter as everyone else, and we are all part of the same compost pile.

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The woods are never solitary—they are full of whispering, beckoning, friendly life. But the sea is a mighty soul, forever moaning of some great, unshareable sorrow, which shuts it up into itself for all eternity.
—L.M. Montgomery, Kilmeny of the Orchard (via vashti)

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