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i’m inlove with her <3
Why do you have to say so many beautiful things that always inspire me and be so perfect?
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1408 2007
There was no ring in his ear. Instead, a harsh voice simply began speaking. ‘This is nine! Nine! This is nine! Nine! This is ten! Ten! We have killed your friends! Every friend is now dead! This is six! Six!’
Mike listened with growing horror, not at what the voice was saying but at its rasping emptiness. It was not a machine-generated voice, but it wasn’t a human voice, either. It was the voice of the room.
The phone fell from his relaxing fingers and he turned around. It swung at the end of its cord the way his stomach was swinging back and forth inside him, and he could still hear that voice rasping out from the black: ‘Eighteen! This is now eighteen! Take cover when the siren sounds! This is four! Four!’
"— 1408, Stephen King (via deathandall0fhisfriends)
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