Toska is a Russian word; as explained by Vladimir Nabokov, “No single word in English renders all the shades of toska. At its deepest and most painful, it is a sensation of great spiritual anguish, often without any specific cause. At less morbid levels it is a dull ache of the soul, a longing with nothing to long for, a sick pining, a vague restlessness, mental throes, yearning. In particular cases it may be the desire for somebody of something specific, nostalgia, love-sickness. At the lowest level it grades into ennui, boredom.” (via pukin)

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Oliver Tate: Ask me how deep the ocean is.
Jordana Bevan: Shut up.
Oliver Tate: Come on, just ask me.
Jordana Bevan: Why?
Oliver Tate: ‘Cause I know the answer.
Jordana Bevan: Oh! Do you?
Oliver Tate: Yes, I do.
Jordana Bevan: How deep is the ocean?
Oliver Tate: I’m not gonna say.
Jordana Bevan: I’m brokenhearted.
Oliver Tate: The ocean is six miles deep.
Jordana Bevan: Good.
Submarine, 2010


i am pretty much 3% human and 97% stress

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"Spilled my heart here" I saw this on my walk today and it broke my heart..


i can’t wait for summer so i don’t have to worry about the homework i don’t do anyways

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Donnie Darko (2001)