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THEME BY LOSTMEMENTO
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Her sentences were icebergs, with just the tip of her thought coming out of her mouth, and the rest kept up in her head, which I was starting to think was more and more beautiful the longer I looked at her.
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- Gregory Galloway (via boatsofquotes)
(Source: sadillite)
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I walked up the door,
shut the stairs,
said my shoes,
took off my prayers,
turned off my bed,
got into the light,
all because
you kissed me goodnight.
shut the stairs,
said my shoes,
took off my prayers,
turned off my bed,
got into the light,
all because
you kissed me goodnight.
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- Natalie Dorsch, “Just Because” (via larmoyante)
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There are times in life
where a single brush of skin
can change everything.
where a single brush of skin
can change everything.
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- (via rainydaysandblankets)
(Source: tylerknott.com)
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And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep.
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- Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five (via faulknerandfieldnotes)
(Source: internet-haze)
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I wasn’t actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.
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- F. Scott Fitzgerald (via wasanyoneever)
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The world manifests poetically.
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- Friedrich Ulfers, Texts & Ideas: Antiquity & The 19th Century Lecture, November 19, 2012 (via commovente)
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It’s delightful when your imaginations come true, isn’t it?
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- L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables (via ablogwithaview)
(Source: winterisaginter)
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I fell in love with you like the way I failed the AP Chem Exam:
slowly, and then
by the time I hit the free responseall at once.
Name: sad
Age: sad
occupation: sad
Frank O`Hara
Now I am quietly waiting for
the catastrophe of my personality
to seem beautiful again,
and interesting, and modern.
The country is grey and
brown and white in trees,
snows and skies of laughter
always diminishing, less funny
not just darker, not just grey.
It may be the coldest day of
the year, what does he think of
that? I mean, what do I? And if I do,
perhaps I am myself again.
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Excuse me again. I’m not much like myself anymore.
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- F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night (via allcameundonethemomentyoumeantit)
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I had a dream about you. We were in the gold room
where everyone finally gets what they want.
You said Tell me about your books, your visions made
of flesh and light and I said This is the Moon. This is
the Sun. Let me name the stars for you. Let me take you
there. The splash of my tongue melting you like a sugar
cube…We were in the gold room where everyone
finally gets what they want, so I said What do you
want, sweetheart? and you said Kiss me. Here I am
leaving you clues. I am singing now while Rome
burns. We are all just trying to be holy. My applejack,
my silent night, just mash your lips against me.
We are all going forward. None of us are going back.
where everyone finally gets what they want.
You said Tell me about your books, your visions made
of flesh and light and I said This is the Moon. This is
the Sun. Let me name the stars for you. Let me take you
there. The splash of my tongue melting you like a sugar
cube…We were in the gold room where everyone
finally gets what they want, so I said What do you
want, sweetheart? and you said Kiss me. Here I am
leaving you clues. I am singing now while Rome
burns. We are all just trying to be holy. My applejack,
my silent night, just mash your lips against me.
We are all going forward. None of us are going back.
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- Richard Siken, Snow and Dirty Rain (via commovente)
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Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other’s eyes for an instant?
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- Henry David Thoreau
