January 2012
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Isn’t it funny and lonely being together. No place to go except close. Shall we...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night (via nomoreindierock)
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“I am the horizon you ride towards, the thing you can never lasso I am also what surrounds you: my brain scattered with your tincans, bones, empty shells, the litter of your invasions. I am the space you desecrate as you pass through.”
- Margaret Atwood
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And she wanted for a moment to hold and devour him, wanted his mouth, his ears,...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night (via newyorkcanwait)
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What can I do with my happiness? How can I keep it, conceal it, bury it where I...
– Anaïs Nin (via misswallflower)
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