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bluesandbarebones:

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow; a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage. 
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

—William Shakespeare, Macbeth, Act V, Scene 5

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pal-vin:

omg you beauty . ily kate

pal-vin:

omg you beauty . ily kate

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y0ung-blood:

omfg this is soo true

especially the tim hortons part

y0ung-blood:

omfg this is soo true

especially the tim hortons part

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ded

ded

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