May 2013
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But some people can’t tell where it hurts. They can’t calm down. They can’t ever...
– Margaret Atwood (via actriona)
I notice you, I want to say. Even when no one else does, I do. I will.
– David Levithan, Every Day (via mercurieux)
sam-winchester-cries-during-sex:
sam-winchester-cries-during-sex:
f-r-eckled:
im like 25% funny and 85% bad at math
that’s 110%
wait I just got the joke
Poetry, like the moon, does not advertise anything.
– William Blisset (via nostroviatowriting)
Every star may be a sun to someone.
– Carl Sagan (via mercurieux)
Loneliness as a situation can be corrected, but as a state of mind it is an...
– Vladimir Nabokov (via milktree)
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Tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe
punkrockdirection:
sometimes i forget im a real person
In the end there doesn’t have to be anyone who understands you. There just has...
– Robert Brault (via primumovens)
kkwl:
Nothing I want more if for someone to come round and stay the night with me
sigh
My brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness.
– Virginia Woolf, Selected Letters (via morts-et-blesses)
It is funny how you do not miss affection until it is given, but once it is, it...
– Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing (via ugh)
intoxifaded:
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