― Pablo Neruda, One Hundred Love Sonnets
[text ID: I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, / in secret, between the shadow and the soul.]
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Not today Justin
YOU ARE THE REASON
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  ― Pablo Neruda, One Hundred Love Sonnets
[text ID: I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, / in secret, between the shadow and the soul.]
 ― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
[text ID: I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?]
“Some days are solely meant for silent late night drives, exchanging stories with your closest friends across the bonfire and waking up at 3 pm. Some days are solely meant for adventures with the people you love.”
— Juansen Dizon
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“The hours between 12am and 6am have a funny habit of making you feel like you’re either on top of the world, or under it.”
— Beau Taplin || the hours between.  (via exoticwild)
— Sylvia Plath
i wish to radiate moonlight and heavenly energy at all times
god, imagine sharing a bed with the person you love. chatting about dumb things! just sleeping! it’s like a sleepover but every night how sweet is that!!!!
Yrsa Daley-Ward, from bone; “waiting for the check to clear”
— vladimir nabokov, in a letter to his wife [24 march 1937] from letters to véra (trans. olga voronina & brian boyd)
I feel like I’m constantly worrying about the next part of my life without realizing that I’m right in the middle of what I used to look forward to