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WHEN HE CROSSED IT
THE CITY MURMURED IN HIM CONSTANTLY:
I AM AFRAID, BE THE WITNESS OF FEAR.

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Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes from Underground (via ziegenmilch)

(Source: thechocolatebrigade, via virgincunt)

"Of course my jokes are in poor taste, inappropriate, and confused; they reveal my lack of security. But that is because I have no respect for myself."

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