February 2012
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Feet don’t fail me now Take me to the finish line All my heart, it breaks every step that I take But I’m hoping that the gates, They’ll tell me that you’re mine Walking through the city streets Is it by mistake or design? I feel so alone on a Friday night Can you make it feel like home, if I tell you you’re mine It’s like I told you honey Don’t...
I get excited by little things I don’t know, I get excited to know more about...
– Michel Gondry (via never-come-back)
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“It is all a lie, we constantly lie to ourselves to try and avoid the terror of facing what is right in front of us, face what is us, our nature, our flawed nature, our dark dark core that seems to be bursting out the cracks and we are helplessly hopelessly pushing our fingers into the breaches to stop it all from flowing over, and we are already know we have lost before the battle has...
There is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually...
– Chuck Klosterman (via suavium)
I have so much of you in my heart.
– John Keats to Fanny Brawne (via leopoldgursky)
I can be hurt, you know. I can get as exhausted as anyone else. I can feel so...
– Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
During school: "What day is it?" "Thursday, February 23, 2012"
Summer: "What day is it?" "Probably June"
Everything you ever love will reject you or die.
– Chuck Palahniuk (via horreure)
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They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via igotthenumberthirteenonmyneck)
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