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What is an “instant” death anyway? How long is an instant? Is it one second? Ten? The pain of those seconds must have been awful as her heart burst and her lungs collapsed and there was no air and no blood to her brain and only raw panic. What the hell is instant? Nothing is instant. Instant rice takes five minutes, instant pudding an hour. I doubt that an instant of blinding pain feels particularly instantaneous.

— John Green, Looking For Alaska (via lifetaughtmeto-die)
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Hi, I’m Jared. I’m a director, I’m a musician, I’m an actor. I’m a part-time manager, I’m a graphic artist…I doodle, I have been known to dance, and I like to go on long hikes….Fuck. What a day. What a day. It could have been worse: a record company could have told us to go fuck ourselves. Oh, wait, they just did…forgot.
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5/100 Photos of François Arnaud
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