I am both happy and sad at the same time, and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.
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I am both happy and sad at the same time, and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.
Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via dissapolnted)
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If I was brave.. I would possibly get this tattooed on me.
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Finally, I see this on my dash again. Thank you. Obsessed.
This is … I’m simply obsessed I want this tattooed
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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Pablo Neruda: sonnet XVII
It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.
Nicholas Sparks (via observando)
These woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.
Robert Frost, Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening (via observando)
The town was paper, but the memories were not.
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me
I made a home out of you, I’m homesick again.
Days without you via (sextingonline)
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