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" YOU SEE EVERYTHING
WHEN THE WORLD
DOESN'T SEE YOU. "

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nightlock:

for beatrice - lemony snicket

(Source: bllanchedubois, via )

You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut.

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Catherynne M. Valente

(Source: thelovejournals, via thelovejournals)

She traced his jawline as he slept, her heart fluttering as a small smile graced his lips. She felt as if she could live in that moment forever; the moment between her finger brushing his skin and the smile appearing. It was soft, and simple, but it felt like everything. In that moment, she felt beautiful. Not because she actually was, but because even while he was asleep her touch could cause a smile, and that was more than enough for her.

—R.G. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #85 (via softhearted-ly)

(via sunshcned-blog)

You were a dream. Then a reality. Now a memory.

—Iain Thomas, The City Rises and Falls (via thequotejournals)

(Source: thequotejournals, via timcurrry)

lionheartedsuggestion:

Rose flavored skin on silk bedsheets. To sulk to mourn a death of a love that was never lost.

(via timcurrry)

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