Everything Romantic

You deserve love letters

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telling job interviewers i work great under pressure knowing id kill myself

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me fr

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December, being the last month of the year, cannot help but make us think of what is to come.

~Fennel Hudson, A Meaningful Life 

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I’ve come to sing you a song called December.

~Ryan Murphy, Down with the Ship

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The crisp path through the field in this December snow, in the deep dark, where we trod the buried grass like ghosts on dry toast.

~Dylan Thomas, Quite Early One Morning: Stories

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December.

A desperate celebration of an end.

~Chandrama Deshmukh, A Teaspoon Of Stars

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December’s immaculate coldness feels warm. December feels like blood.

~Zinaida Gippius

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December's wintery breath is already clouding the pond, frosting the pane, obscuring summer's memory...

~John Geddes A Familiar Rain

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I heard a bird sing in the dark of December. A magical thing. And sweet to remember. We are nearer to Spring than we were in September. I heard a bird sing in the dark of December.

~Oliver Herford

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why does cinema makes smoking look so hot i mean if ever start smoking, blame it on this

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Full of disclaimers, you're like a warning label on a pack of cigarettes.

~Caroline Kepnes

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Once I thought I found love, but then I realized I was just out of cigarettes.

~Jeffrey McDaniel

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 I love smoking, I love fire, I miss lighting cigarettes. I like the whole thing about it, to me it turns into the artist’s life, and now people like Bloomberg have made animals out of smokers, and they think that if they stop smoking everyone will live forever.

~David Lynch

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Smoking cigarettes is as intimate as we can become with fire without immediate excruciation. Every smoker is an embodiment of Prometheus, stealing fire from the gods and bringing it on back home. We smoke to capture the power of the sun, to pacify Hell, to identify with the primordial spark, to feed on them arrow of the volcano. It's not the tobacco we're after but the fire. When we smoke, we are performing a version of the fire dance, a ritual as ancient as lightning.

~Tom Robbins, Still Life with Woodpecker

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"Red lipstick is a beauty equivalent of a shot of espresso"

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There's power in the words that come out of your mouth. Now imagine those words coming out of your red lipsticked mouth. They have even more power.

~Lebo Grand

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Lips are the outward sign, the emblem of desire, and lipstick is the ink in which we graffiti that message on our smile, our pout and pucker. When a girl blows a man a kiss she is sending him a piece of her soul.

~Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love

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Beauty, to me, is about being comfortable in your own skin. That, or a kick-ass red lipstick.

~Gwyneth Paltrow