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It sometimes happens, more or less suddenly, that in the midst of my sensations I’m overwhelmed by such a terrible weariness of life that I can’t even conceive of any act that might relieve it. Suicide seems a dubious remedy, and natural death - even assuming it brings unconsciousness - an insufficient one. Rather than the cessation of my existence…this weariness makes me long for something far more horrifying and profound: never to have existed at all…Fernando Pessoa (via recycled-words)
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“Tara’s Theme” — Gone With The Wind
Coincidentally my name is Tara…what rousing theme music I inspire ;)
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