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Then there’s only the sickness I feel from looking at legs I can’t touch, or at lips that don’t smile at me. Or hips that don’t reach for me. And hearts that don’t beat for me.
Markus Zusak (via drowningininformation)
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Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.
George R.R. Martin (via kayteelouise)
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I love you— I do— but I am afraid of making that love too important. Because you’re always going to leave me. We can’t deny it. You’re always going to leave.
David Levithan, Every Day (via creatingaquietmind)
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If they don’t need you, it’s okay. You do not live for other people.
Kyo (via modernhepburn)
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