February 2012
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“My body is a dead language and you pronounce each word perfectly.”
– Sierra DeMulder, Unrequited Love Poem (via nirvikalpa)
Feb 24th
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Feb 24th
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Feb 24th
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Listenphilo-sofia: Si Tu Vois Ma Mère | Midnight in...
Feb 24th
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Feb 24th
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wowloverly: I just want to do cute things with you and hold hands and go grocery shopping and play mariokart and fall asleep with you.
Feb 24th
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Feb 24th
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Feb 22nd
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Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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“A person who thinks all the time has nothing to think about except thoughts. So...”
– Alan Watts   (via zaeema)
Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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“I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple...”
– John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via waitingforteaagain)
Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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“She is our moon. Our tidal pull. She is the rich deep beneath the sea, the...”
– Patricia McKillip (via waitingforteaagain)
Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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“When you believe in a thing, believe in it all the way, implicitly and...”
– Walt Disney  (via songofiaras)
Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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Feb 19th
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Feb 19th
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Feb 19th
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Feb 19th
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Feb 19th
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“I. Our kiss is a secret handshake, a password. We love like spies, like...”
– Mindy Nettifee, “This is the Nonsense of Love” (via fleurishes)
Feb 19th
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Feb 19th
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fleur-morte: do you ever get those moments when you just hate yourself and want to disappear?
Feb 19th
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Feb 19th
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