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I already said too much. I already shared too much, and I want all my secrets back. I hate getting close to people these days, I always regret sharing too much, caring too much, doing too much, feeling too much.

6ood:

My mom is now cancer free, I might just cry, I’m so happy right now.

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seriousjones:

hi everyone, it’s dorothy gale from kansas, and i nominate the wicked witch of the west for the ice bucket challenge

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thateventuality:

The Beatles - “Don’t Bother Me” - With The Beatles

Don’t Bother Me. The first song that I wrote - as an excercise to see if I could write a song. I wrote it in a hotel in Bournemouth, England, where we were playing a summer season in 1963 - I was sick in bed - maybe that’s why it turned out to be Don’t Bother Me.

I don’t think it’s a particularly good song, it mightn’t even be a song at all but at least it showed me at all I needed to do was keep on writing and then maybe eventually I would write something good. I still feel now ‘I wish I could write something good.’ It’s relativity. It did, however, provide me with an occupation.” - George Harrison, I Me Mine

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