Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day

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kurosaiyamero:

Nice to know that Hisoka cares more about Gon that his own dad does

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jeankirstchein:

do i believe in love at first sight? absolutely. do you know how many anime characters ruined my life in their first 3 minutes of screentime

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Time is the raw material of creation. Wipe away the magic and myth of creating and all that remains is work: the work of becoming expert through study and practice, the work of finding solutions to problems and problems with those solutions, the work of trial and error, the work of thinking and perfecting, the work of creating. Creating consumes. It is all day, every day. It knows neither weekends nor vacations. It is not when we feel like it. It is habit, compulsion, obsession, vocation.

I saw this photo and thought how it’s represent my life right now, and couldn’t help but post it as a documentation of this realization.

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unsmokable:

someone somewhere is meeting the love of their life right now and that’s pretty cool

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