February 2012
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Feb 23rd
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Feb 21st
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Feb 21st
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Absence
I won’t be gone from Tumblr for much longer, my friends. ; ) I’ll return to reblogging and posting the numerous insignificant, yet significant, random pics and gifs that you all seem to be fond of.                                                Yours truly,                                                                  Q. 
Feb 20th
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Feb 16th
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Feb 3rd
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Feb 3rd
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Feb 3rd
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Feb 3rd
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a-strange-loop asked: i am obsessed with you
Feb 3rd
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Feb 3rd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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a-strange-loop asked: i so enjoy looking at your hand ;p
Feb 2nd
tumblrbot asked: WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?
Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 1st
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Feb 1st
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With Ate by his side come hot from hell,  Shall in these confines with a monarch’s voice  Cry ‘Havoc,’ and let slip the dogs of war;  That this foul deed shall smell above the earth  With carrion men, groaning for burial.                                                    - Shakespeare 
Feb 1st
Domestic fury and fierce civil strife  Shall cumber all the parts of Italy;  Blood and destruction shall be so in use  And dreadful objects so familiar  That mothers shall but smile when they behold  Their infants quarter’d with the hands of war;  All pity choked with custom of fell deeds:  And Caesar’s spirit, ranging for revenge, 
Feb 1st
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Marc Antony's "Get Fucked"
O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth,  That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!  Thou art the ruins of the noblest man  That ever lived in the tide of times.  Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood!  Over thy wounds now do I prophesy,—  Which, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips,  To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue—  A curse shall light upon the limbs of...
Feb 1st
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Feb 1st
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