January 2012
40 posts
“In Paris, strolling arm in arm with a casual sweetheart through a late autumn,...”
– Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez (via thechocolatebrigade)
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The most ungratifying thing in the world...
is loving someone who has absolutely no remorse, no concept of self-evaluation… and the few times they may bring themselves to question anything that’s gone on, they exist in the pleasing comfort of their self righteousness and are left only reassured of how little wrong they’ve done.
You love them. You don’t know why, because they give you little reason. You don’t...
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[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my...
By E. E. Cummings
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a...
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My heart...
feels like it’s going to explode or implode! Not sure which one… I need more!
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December 2011
158 posts
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