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— Danez Smith, from "summer, somewhere" (via lunamonchtuna)

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I heard it’s raining there, maybe the sky misses us too

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I forgive it all as it comes back to me

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- Hanif Kureishi, from "The Buddha of Suburbia"

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“People always say that it hurts at night and apparently screaming into your pillow at 3am is the romantic equivalent of being heartbroken. But sometimes it’s 9am on a tuesday morning and you’re standing at the kitchen bench waiting for the toast to pop up And the smell of dusty sunlight and earl gray tea makes you miss him so much you don’t know what to do with your hands.”

— Rosie Scanlan, “On Missing Them”

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She’s an over thinker, so fuck her until her brain shuts off.

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April 1, 1925 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]

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Emily Dickinson, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Emily Dickinson

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I thought time would make it easier. And most days, it does. But on days like this, I realize that some memories never truly fade. Happy Birthday—I hope you are happy, wherever you are.

— r.r.

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Barbara Kingsolver, The Lacuna

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vbear.

Tell me you’re mine while you’re inside me.

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waking up next to you is like a dream coming true