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I don’t want to be the person who isn’t listening when someone talks; instead, thinking about your eyes, your hair, your lips, your voice. But I can’t help it. You can’t tell yourself not to think about someone — that’s just asking to think about them even more. It’s like riding a wave, I guess. I have to wait for this love to crest and fall and then I’ll finally be able to function knowing you’re so far away from me, with no end in sight. Karen Noble, Distance Doesn’t Matter, I Still Think About You All Day Long (via feellng)
mujercito:

Prefiero mezclar whisky con energética antes que quedar loco y me conviertan en un gif.
I’ve wanted more minutes in a day ever since I met you 11:19pm (via nhude)
I just hope that one day—preferably when we’re both blind drunk—we can talk about it. J.D. Salinger (via thelonelywriter)
Those who love you are not fooled by mistakes you have made, or by dark images you hold about yourself. They remember your beauty when you feel ugly; your wholeness when you are broken; your innocence when you feel guilty; and your purpose when you are confused. Alan Cohen (via awelltraveledwoman)
mermaid-lice:

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We had galaxies between us and you still needed space. Ten Word Poem (via apositivedisaster)
As long as there’s such a thing as time, everybody’s damaged in the end, changed into something else. It always happens, sooner or later. Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via quotes-shape-us)
Today was the first time I’d seen you in weeks. We’re strangers now. You’re a stranger I had once loved with everything that I had. A stranger I let myself get lost in. You’re a stranger who knows all of my secrets; who knows me better than I know myself. Sad, isn’t it? You let people into your life and they become a part of you, only to see them walk away. And then you’re back to where you started. Strangers. Strangers // by c-oquetry (via c-oquetry)