I think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them.
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I think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them.
stood in the sun for a second and I feel human again
sitting on a balcony on a summer evening/night is such a healing experience
I have so much love for naturally funny people
the desire to care for each other.
August 20, 1926 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]
no one sees what you see, even if they see it too
i feel you in songs, movies, sunsets, and everywhere.
花それぞれ
Margaret Atwood, from a poem titled "Mothers," featured in Paper Boat: Selected Poems