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I hope you find someone you can’t live without.I really do. And I hope you never have to know what it’s like to have to try and live without them.
— Kiera Cass, The Selection (via larmoyante)
Quote 1 Aug 12,932 notes
Even if you know what’s coming, you’re never prepared for how it feels.
— Natalie Standiford, How to Say Goodbye in Robot (via larmoyante)
Quote 1 Aug 1,232 notes
'Things usually work out in the end.'
‘What if they don’t?’
‘That just means you haven’t come to the end yet.’
— Jeannette Walls, Glass Castle (via larmoyante)
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i wonder how people describe me when they’re talking about me to someone who’s never met me

(Source: urbancatfitters)

Quote 1 Aug 7,479 notes
And it’s hard to hate someone once you understand them.
— Lucy Christopher, Stolen: A Letter to My Captor (via larmoyante)
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Miasma Sky - Baths

Are you maybe here to help me hurt myself?

Quote 1 Aug 1,509 notes
If you wake up tired, you’ve been chasing dreams. If you go to bed tired, your making your dreams happen.
— Benny Bellamacina, The King of Rhyme (via observando)
Quote 28 Jul 309 notes

If I had a soul I sold it
for pretty words
If I had a body I used
it up spurting my essence

Allen Ginsberg warns you
dont follow my path
to extinction.

— Allen Ginsberg (via observando)
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If I were in the Hunger Games I would use one of the parachutes and gift containers and put all kinds of poisonous berries in them and then climb trees and send them down to unsuspecting tributes. Oh, you thought you were getting a nice fruit salad? Think again. POISON.

You should volunteer as tribute, you evil genius

Photo 28 Jul 1,199 notes
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The difference between the poet and the mathematician is that the poet tries to get his head into the heavens while the mathematician tries to get the heavens into his head.
— G.K. Chesterton (via observando)
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When you are old and grey and full of sleep
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep
— W.B. Yeats (via observando)
Video 28 Jul 601,277 notes

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