Can it not be me,
just once can it not be me,
as the sacrifice?

Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)

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I don’t want a lukewarm love. I want it to burn my lips and engulf my soul.

— Woori  (via bmurguia)

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Our hearts beat so loud the neighbours think we’re fucking when I’m just trying to find the nerve to touch your face.

— Andrea Gibson, “Pansies” (via jadewootton)

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Who the hell said you no longer had it in you?

— Charles Bukowski (via raspberrying)

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The things she most wanted to tell him would lose their meaning the moment she put them into words.

— Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via man-of-prose)

Soon I’ll grow up, and I won’t even flinch at your name.

— Alanis Morissette (via wrists)

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Trine Sondergaard - Interiors (2007-12)

‘I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.

— The Fault is in our Stars- John Green (via vo2104)

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And then my soul saw you and it kind of went, ‘Oh, there you are. I’ve been looking for you.’

— Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You  (via prettylittlesouthernbelle)

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