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Love Begins
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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Prowl.
I’m sorry that I’m both your umbrella and the rain.
Tablo (via bearnaked)
French cuffs.
Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the “normal people” as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like “Have a nice day” and “Weather’s awful today, eh?”, you yearn inside to say forbidden things like “Tell me something that makes you cry” or “What do you think deja vu is for?”. Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger? Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts. Do the unexpected. Find the others…
Timothy Leary (via moleculess)
I fell in love with a girl who picked flowers instead of arguments and had no time for bad things because she so carefully curled herself against them. you were summer recklessness but you always had these two rules : stay with me and dont become a ghost again.
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