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2009 | 7 hours ago 
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2009 | 6 days ago 
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2009 | 1 week ago The smell of the cigarettes you smoke comes wafting through my window at night while I sleep. I snap quickly out of my midnight reverie and I remember you. I can’t fall back asleep because you are so fresh in my mind.
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2009 | 1 week ago I read The Road by Cormac McCarthy today. 8 hours. So amazing.
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2009 | 1 week ago
“
Can’t you tell?
I’m not myself
I’m a slow motion accident
Lost in coffee rings and fingerprints
I don’t wanna feel anything but I do
And it all comes back to you
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2009 | 1 week ago
“ You’ll be loved you’ll be loved
Like you never have known
The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved Someday You Will Be Loved by Death Cab
Like you never have known
The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved Someday You Will Be Loved by Death Cab
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2009 | 1 week ago
“ Now I know I’ve got a heart, because it’s breaking.
The Wizard of Oz (via quote-book)
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2009 | 1 week ago
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
1,821 plays
im in love
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2009 | 1 week ago
“ The heart was made to be broken.
Oscar Wilde (via kari-shma)
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2009 | 1 week ago I’m cradled in your arms and I bury my head in your neck. I look at your hands and tell my brain to remember them. I kiss your lips and don’t need to tell myself to remember this. I feel it all. You don’t need reasons to love in this world. I don’t need reasons with you. Something is missing, vague at first… then it crashes into me like a wave. I fall down. I’m drowning again. No one to blame but myself.
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2009 | 1 week ago 
“But I hold onto your secrets in white houses..” (via Love, Loren)
