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“Nothing to do but drink and make love.”
— Zelda Fitzgerald
“I think my love is immortal, no matter how many times people kill it, it never dies.”
— Yusha Rizvi
“Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences.”
— Emery Allen
I no longer care about losing people who don’t want to be in my life
ever wonder how different your life would be if that one thing never happened
“You smell good” is in my top 5 for fav compliments
don’t announce things. don’t share your plans. show your progress. prove your growth. let them see your prosperity, not what steps it took to get there.
I am somebody. I am me. I like being me. And I need nobody to make me somebody.
Louis L’Amour (via quotemadness)
It’s so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone.
John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent (via wordsnquotes)
WENN EIN MÄDCHEN DICH VERRÜCKT MACHT, OHNE SICH AUSZUZIEHEN, DANN IST SIE DIE RICHTIGE.
-vergiss–mein–nicht (via vergiss–mein–nicht)
I wish loyalty becomes the new trend
I love talking to you, even if I have nothing to say.
Mahmoud Darwis (via wordsnquotes)
I just wish I could make an “I love you” sound as cool as one of those alternative-rock bands or a “love of my life” as honest as the Front Bottoms, I wish my confessions would feel as deep as those of that poetry slammer with the broken voice in the backyard of the art house in my city and the tone of me poems as parenthitically as an Arctic Monkeys song.
// the process of creating art j.d.m. (via poetryandthesea)