this must be the place

nothing that has happened so far has been anything we could control

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I used to look at every one who passed me and wonder, with a mad curiosity, what sort of lives they led. Some of them fascinated me. Others filled me with terror. There was an exquisite poison in the air. I had a passion for sensations.
Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray (via heresay)

(via deluso)