May 15, 2013 • 516 notes • thebeautyofwordsblog.com
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May 15, 2013 • 11,896 notes • larmoyante
It is funny how you do not miss affection until it is given, but once it is, it can never be enough; you would drown in it if possible.
 Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing (via larmoyante)

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May 15, 2013 • 46,233 notes • bloomisity

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May 15, 2013 • 5,165 notes • larmoyante
It’s not the length of time we knew someone that makes them so special. It’s what they brought into our lives.
Sandra Kring, A Life of Bright Ideas (via stay-ocean-minded)

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May 15, 2013 • 605 notes • our-rights-our-wrongs
One should always be drunk. That’s all that matters…But with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you chose. But get drunk.
Charles Baudelaire (via bebemoon)

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May 12, 2013 • 3,285 notes • words-and-reality
neon-d-r-e-a-m-e-r: idcbands: awonderdrug-called-tomhiddleston: Such an odd thought…. I sometimes wonder this I’d be worse than I am. Thank you for coming into my life.  I may rather die.

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awonderdrug-called-tomhiddleston:

Such an odd thought…. I sometimes wonder this

I’d be worse than I am. Thank you for coming into my life. 

I may rather die.

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