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"The only people who ever get anyplace interesting are the people who get lost."

-

Henry David Thoreau

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"If you like her but are trying to play it too cool showing her she’s not that important stop that shit right now. Grow up before she’s gone."

- Mark Patterson (via kushandwizdom)

More good vibes here

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"Sleep doesn’t relieve my exhaustion anymore."

- July 7, 2014 (via 5weetsorrow)

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"Stay away from people who make you feel like you are hard to love."

- (via soulsscrawl)

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"How terrible it is to love something death can touch."

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"I want you to feel something when you hear my name"

- poisuun (via forever-and-alwayss)

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awestiles:

You’re in love with him, and he’s in love with you, and it’s like a goddamn tragedy, because you look at him and see the stars, and he looks at you and sees the sun. And you both think the other is just looking at the ground.

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"Some people smoke,
others drink, and others fall in love,
each one dies from a different way."

- (via difficult)

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"Be soft, kind and loving. But also take nobody’s shit."

- (via thatkindofwoman)

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"

My friend once told me
she liked this guy because of his hands
And I found it absurd that anyone
would develop feelings over one feature,
and not care about the rest

It wasn’t until you used your hands
to cup the back of my neck the first time we kissed
and I could feel your firm grasp pull me closer,
and my insides exploded
and my head buzzed with bliss.

And the first night you slept over,
you fell asleep with your hand
laid over my stomach
and your fingers felt like a fire
that I didn’t mind burning my skin.

The first time we got drunk,
was the first time you played with my hair,
and my god I was hooked,
I’d drink forever if it meant you’d never stop.

And in public you’d hold my hand,
and rub your thumb in little circles
that left me wanting you more,
no matter what you would never let me go,
I was glued to you,
and I honestly didn’t mind

When we talked about breaking up,
you saw my lips quiver with fear,
and you brushed over my lips with your fingers
before pulling me into your lap
and you kissed me like never before.
With your hands on my hips
pulling me so close to you,
leaving no space in between us.
It was then I realized I never wanted you to go

Its now that,
I finally understand why hands
were the only feature that mattered

"

- Hands: Carol Shlyakhova (via zsrmx)

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