I dont know half of you half as well as I should like, and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.
– J.R.R. Tolkein via Bilbo Baggins
7:30 pm, by tiniergiants,
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I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected
3:10 am, reblogged by tiniergiants,
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