Infinitely in love

I'm looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love.

That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out.

Andrea Gibson, Yarn (via slutcyrus

So beautiful

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So i should be a blogger??? lol 

So i should be a blogger??? lol 

Typography is what language looks like. Language itself is a reflection of intellectual, emotional and spiritual aspect of the human mind.
— Boris Pelcer (via Oneminutewith)

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I will love you as a drawer loves a secret compartment, and as a secret compartment loves a secret, and as a secret loves to make a person gasp, and as a gasping person loves a glass of brandy to calm their nerves, and as a glass of brandy loves to shatter on the floor, and as the noise of glass shattering loves to make someone else gasp, and as someone else gasping loves a nearby desk to lean against, even if leaning against it presses a lever that loves to open a drawer and reveal a secret compartment. I will love you until all such compartments are discovered and opened, and until all the secrets have gone gasping into the world.
— Lemony Snicket (via hammocksandfairywings)

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Please remember; when the pain of holding on is greater than the pain of letting go, it’s time to let go.
can you tell i am on a sex in the city kick?

can you tell i am on a sex in the city kick?

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