April 2012
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I was thinking how amazing it was that the world contained so many lives. Out in...
– Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex (via flentes)
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I wish I were as close
To you as the wet skirt of
A salt girl to her body.
I...
– Akahito (via thankyoudk)
my reaction to everything: omg
closertothelost asked: HIPSTER TEEN!!!
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I imagine her dark hair was probably waist-length. She would wake up from her hungover slumber and run her fingers through it in lieu of a comb. Maybe she would braid it and pin it up in the back, tiny ringlets, a tribute to Shirley Temple in the film Heidi. She probably owned a big floppy hat, yellow or perhaps moss green with a polka dot ribbon wrapped around the base. She would put her feet up...
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I keep floating down the river but the ocean never comes.
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sleepingtigers:
The night you slip and hum her name into my ear, I shall become light– as wave reinventing myself in every warped windowpane of your room; as particle I will snarl your hair, tangle your bedclothes, bind your lover in a knot of shadow and make her watch me vibrate every atom in your…
Your eyes make me shy.
– Anaïs Nin (via thenocturnals, quotewhore) (via leakyholes) (via belles-vous)
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You gradually get over the pain. It doesn’t go away, not for a long time, but it...
– Jane Green (via fluffynips)
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