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Hello everyone. As you may have noticed, I haven’t updated much lately. Well, I recently moved my personal blog to a new tumblr account for privacy reasons, and this ASOUE blog is still on my old one. I figured it would be much easier for me to move this blog to my new account too, instead of logging on to my old one every day just to update it. I’ve already reblogged every post from here, so no one will miss anything. Sorry for the inconvenience, but all you guys have to do is click the link below to follow the new blog. (: Same URL, same content. I’ll also be updating it a lot more now that it’s on the same account as my main blog.

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Instead of the word ‘love’ there was an enormous heart, a symbol sometimes used by people who have trouble figuring out the difference between words and shapes.

— Lemony Snicket

Reblog and contribute to the acronym of V.F.D.

cafededuy:

Very Fascinating Doctors

Vanilla Filled Doughnuts

I love no one but you, I have discovered, but you are far away and I am here alone. Then this is my life and maybe, however unlikely, I’ll find my way back there. Or maybe, one day, I’ll settle for second best. And on that same day, hell will freeze over, the sun will burn out and the stars will fall from the sky.

— Lemony Snicket

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Duncan and Isadora Quagmire were two triplets that the Baudelaires luckily met and befriended at Prufrock Prep. They looked very alike, as children born at exactly the same time often do, having wide eyes and dark hair. Duncan aspired to be a newspaper reporter, and carried with him a dark green notebook. Isadora was a poet, who particularly liked the use of rhyming couplets, and carried a black notebook.
Both their parents, and supposedly their triplet brother Quigley, perished in a terrible fire. Like the Baudelaire parents, their parents left behind an enormous fortune in the form of the Quagmire Sapphires.
The above, unfortunately, depicts their kidnapping at the hands of Count Olaf and his associates.
One can remain alive long past the usual date of disintegration if one is unafraid of change, insatiable in intellectual curiosity, interested in big things, and happy in small ways.

— Lemony Snicket