January 2010
Everything we do is a choice: oatmeal or cereal, highway or side street, kiss...
– Ned, Pushing Daisies (via quote-book) (via lovebot)
this is the difference between truth and fiction: fiction has to make sense.
–
wilhelm wexler
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if he were the right guy for you, there would be nothing on this earth keeping...
–
siobhan o’Neill
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602. EVERYTHING IS ALWAYS "IN THE LAST PLACE YOU...
(via gotwisdom)
i looked into your eyes and saw
a world which does not exist
I looked into...
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vast’s “touched”
(via monstersflash)
Your proximity
will alter entirely
the weight of my heart.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott) (via quote-book) (via lovebot)
maybe it’s more like you said before, all of us being cracked open. Like, each...
–
john green
(via monstersflash)
1, Osip Madelstam
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poetry365:
The shy speechless sound of a fruit falling from its tree, and around it the silent music of the forest, unbroken…
i suddenly felt myself flying off with the sailor to far-off lands, far away...
–
ernesto “che” guevara
(via monstersflash)
It’s easy to love the snow because at the end of every snowstorm it’s as if the...
– Andrew McMahon (via fillintheblank0) (via andrewfuckingmcmahon)
you said, “I love you.” Why is it that the most unoriginal thing we can say to...
–
jeanette winterson
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