• 22nd September
    2014
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  • 22nd September
    2014
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  • 22nd September
    2014
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Every poem is about you. Even the ones
about other people, they’re for your eyes
only. Everyone else who reads this is just a stranger
looking through the window at us.
It always comes back to you.
It will always come back to you.
Clementine von Radics, It’s The Way (via larmoyante)

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  • 21st September
    2014
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If you act out of love, whatever you do is both perfect and right. It doesn’t matter if you’re a deep thinker or a squirrel nut if you act out of love. Crap starts getting seriously screwed if something else gets in the way, something like fear or revenge or even victory or being famous or some other dumb thing. The only thing we need to do is figure out what we really love.
Geoff Herbach, Nothing Special (via quoted-books)
  • 21st September
    2014
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  • 20th September
    2014
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  • 20th September
    2014
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Date someone who is interested in you. I don’t mean someone who thinks you’re cute or funny. I mean someone who wants to know every insignificant detail about you. Someone who wants to read every word you write. Someone who wants hear every note of your favourite song, and watch every scene of your favourite movie. Someone wants to find every scar upon your body, and learn where each one came from. Someone who wants to know your favourite brand of toothpaste, and which quotes resonate deep inside your bones when you hear them. There is a difference between attraction and interest. Find the person who wants to learn every aspect of who you are, and hold onto them.

Me (via stayy-for-tonight)

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  • 19th September
    2014
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There is this one boy in my life. He means a whole lot to me. I will never be over him, and I will never, ever forget him. I don’t know where the roads of life will take up, but when I look back at high school, he will be one of the people I will see first. He makes me laugh, he makes me smile, he makes me want to be a better person. I get jealous all the time - but he is no way mine, and will most likely never be; but I cant help it. And even though that is true… I don’t mind being his friend. I would do absolutely anything for him, and I think he knows that. And people tell me to move on, or forget about him, I never will. All the time I pretend nothing is bothering me and that I don’t need him. And I’m okay with that. I’ll be his friend forever and ever, as long as that means I’m a part of his life.
  • 19th September
    2014
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  • 18th September
    2014
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What you have lost will not be returned to you; it always be lost. You’re left with only your scars to mark the void. All you can choose to do is go on, or not. But if you go on, it’s knowing you carry your scars with you.
Charles Frazier, Cold Mountain (via quoted-books)
  • 18th September
    2014
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I enjoy writing about people falling in love, probably because I think the first time you fall in love is the first time that you have to figure out how you’re going to orient your life. What are you going to value? What’s going to be most important to you? And I think that’s really interesting to write about.
John Green (via kushandwizdom)
  • 17th September
    2014
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  • 17th September
    2014
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  • 17th September
    2014
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  • 16th September
    2014
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You’re not perfect before the wedding, you’re not going to find the “perfect” mate and you won’t be perfect in the years following; but if the girl or boy standing in front of you is amazing and makes you excited to tackle each day, don’t let them slip through your fingers.