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Aubade by Phillip Larkin

I work all day, and get half-drunk at night.
Waking at four to soundless dark, I stare.
In time the curtain-edges will grow light.
Till then I see what's really always there:
Unresting death, a whole day nearer now,
Making all thought impossible but how
And where and when I shall myself die.
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"I hope she'll be a fool - that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool."

Maybe it is better not to know after all. I wish I knew nothing.

It’s like we’re going on a train that’s going 200 miles an hour. It’d be so nice to get off, to stand on the platform for just a minute.

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I once read somewhere, to not look back with bitterness at people who cannot love us, but at this moment it is a thought that is hard to swallow. Vaguely I wonder how people can find other people to call at 3 am in the morning when they’re choked up by their own sorrows and know that someone on the other line would rub the sleep off of their eyes ( Read more... )

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*CUE AWW*


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1. I'm going to write a proper post about HACAS and our term as Exco. Soon, once I get my thoughts settled. I will miss you guys so so much. 
2. UPStars for the first time in ages (: Miss everyone there and it was great just seeing all the tutors and kids and teaching and laughing with them again. Gonna miss it quite a lot, I hope I'll be able to ( Read more... )