One day, whether you
are 14,
28 
or 65

you will stumble upon
someone who will start
a fire in you that cannot die.

However, the saddest,
most awful truth
you will ever come to find––

is they are not always
with whom we spend our lives.

Beau Taplin, "The Awful Truth" {Hunting Season – 28 copies left}  (via theremina)

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I taste the good and bad in you and want them both.

— Anita Ofokansi, Literary Sexts (via sadgirl1017)

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Currently crying my eyeballs out.

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What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.

Chuck PalahniukChoke (via feellng)
April 18, 2014 / 1,937 notes / Reblog / Via: feellng

She said, ‘I’m so afraid.’ And I said, ‘why?,’ and she said, ‘Because I’m so profoundly happy. Happiness like this is frightening.’ I asked her why and she said, ‘They only let you be this happy if they’re preparing to take something from you.’

— Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner  (via lovejailyric)

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The worst feeling ever is not knowing whether you should wait or give up.

— Unknown (via quirky-fairy)

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April 18, 2014 / 177,811 notes / Reblog / Via: myhantran

I just want to give up on life.

ladylandscape:

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ladylandscape:

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I know being with me is not easy. But I want you to understand no one has me, or has ever had me, except you.

— Breathe (Abbi Glines)

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I don’t want to be forgotten.

— 6 Word Story (MB)

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impeccabletasteinmusic:

Birdy | Not About Angels


i wanna know you better than the back of my hand,  and what keeps you up at 2am.
i wanna know what song has been stuck in your head, and how you’d look in my bed.
i wanna know what words are on the tip of your tongue, and hear about your dreams, even when you have none.
i wanna know what brings tears to your eyes, and what your face would look like if i kissed the inside of your thighs.
i wanna know how you like your coffee in the morning, and how cute you look when you’re snoring.
i wanna know you better.
k.g.

i wanna know you better than the back of my hand,  and what keeps you up at 2am.

i wanna know what song has been stuck in your head, and how you’d look in my bed.

i wanna know what words are on the tip of your tongue, and hear about your dreams, even when you have none.

i wanna know what brings tears to your eyes, and what your face would look like if i kissed the inside of your thighs.

i wanna know how you like your coffee in the morning, and how cute you look when you’re snoring.

i wanna know you better.

k.g.

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April 17, 2014 / 78,860 notes / Reblog / Via: kaitlinherndon

My problem is that I fall in love with words, rather than actions. I fall in love with ideas and thoughts, instead of reality. And it will be the death of me.

Unknown 

Everything you love is here

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