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Walks to the bus stop aren’t too bad
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You have no idea how good it feels to wake up every morning knowing you are mine and I am yours
Unknown (via glassbonespaperskin)
I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all the people that I have met, all the women that I have loved; all the cities I have visited.
Jorge Luis Borges (via thequotejournals)
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I took this picture on campus (UofT) today. Sooo pretty. I was just standing there looking at the colours for so long.
If people sat outside and looked at the stars each night, I bet they’d live a lot differently. When you look into infinity, you realize there are more important things than what people do all day.
Calvin and Hobbe (via thegoodvybe)
I thought I had read enough books on love and heartbreak to survive a thousand romances. I’m still trying to understand why I could never survive you.
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You fit your mouth over mine like a natural disaster. And I’ve always loved monsoon season.
Meggie Royer, Literary Sexts (via thelovejournals)