But I do adore you — every part of you from heel to hair. Never will you shake me off, try as you may.
Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vita Sackville-West dated May 1928 (via violentwavesofemotion)
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April 6, 2013
and as far as I’m concerned, you are the only thing keeping me alive
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And so rock bottom became a solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.
J. K. Rowling (via theonlymagicleftisart)
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I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.
J.D. Salinger (via gif)
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The less I needed, the better I felt.
Charles Bukowski (via wecanburndaylight)
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I can see that the sadness has returned. And it’s not a beautiful sadness- beautiful sadness is a myth. Sadness turns our features to clay, not porcelain.
David Levithan, Every Day (via br4inwashed)
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Amelie has no boyfriend. She’s tried once or twice, but the results were a let down. Instead, she cultivates a taste for small pleasures: dipping her hand into sacks of grain, cracking creme brulee with a teaspoon, and skipping stones at St. Martin’s canal.
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