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My body is a dead language and you pronounce each word perfectly.
– Unrequited Love Poem, Sierra DeMulder (via hypnobate)
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The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The curves of your...
– The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde (via seabois)
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Sweet Shabby Chic
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But even so, every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The...
– Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (via seabois)
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I hate this feeling. Like I’m here, but I’m not. Like someone cares. But they...
– Ellen Hopkins, Crank (via 6promises)
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