February 2012
22 posts
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“And so, from the first, we separated our pleasure. She lay on the rug and I lay...”
– The Passion by Jeanette Winterson (via thechocolatebrigade)
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“I like drinking coffee alone and reading alone. I like riding the bus alone and...”
– Unknown (via ineedyouhopeless-)
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If This Isn't Love, I Don't Know What Is
I was sick and you took care of me I was weak and you held me in your arms I curled up into a ball You put a blanket around me And kissed my head You made me french toast You cut it into the shape of a heart You told me to eat.
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“I realize there’s something incredibly honest about trees in winter, how they’re...”
– Jeffrey McDaniel (via fleurishes)
“Here you’ll find little bits of me hidden: in the waves of oceans I’ve never...”
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I Need You To Know
I love you,
I love you,
I love you.
And even though you don’t know it yet, I love you.
uponswallows:
Too I am too little butter on too much bread I am too many thoughts in too little head. Tyler Knott Gregson
