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Budapest
by George Ezra
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"Lie down and look up at the ceiling and breathe with those curiously fragile lungs of yours and remind yourself: Don’t worry. Don’t worry. All is as it was meant to be. It was meant to be lonely and terrifying and unfair and heaving. Don’t worry."
-The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives in Your Home, Night Vale #31.5,”Condos”  (via servigon)

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