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22, Poznań, Poland. English lit major. Writing an MA thesis on English literature on screen. Translator in training. Cat person. Apple lover. Festival goer. Obsessed with films with Andrew Garfield and American TV shows.

A sense of purpose and a sense of skill, a sense of function but a disregard
We will not be the first, we won't
You said you were going to conquer new frontiers,
Go stick your bloody head in the jaws of the beast

We promised the world we'd tame it, what were we hoping for?
[Bloc Party]

I'm disappointed in my generation. I can't really fight this feeling of superiority, especially when I am constantly being justified. Deep down, though, I yearn for people who will someday prove me wrong, make me feel small and insignificant with my silly hopes and dreams. People who want to know, who never cease to wonder and question.

A sense of purpose. That's that I'm missing, I think.

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From the madness of the governments
To the vengeance of the sea
Everything is eclipsed
By the shape of destiny

So love me now
Hell is coming
Just kiss my mouth
Hell is here
[Bright Eyes]

I love summer, with its hotness leaving no place for thoughts. I love being unable to breathe, half conscious and feverish - it makes everything so much more vivid. It smells of acacia here in my room and suddenly I feel all those things that I'll accomplish someday.

Summer came with restlessness and curiousity
Summer came with longing for the things we could not be
[Pain of Salvation]

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The first post here that is also doubled with the one there.

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