October 2011
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Anonymous asked: you're quite the unique one, aren't you?
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People in pain don’t always see things as clearly as they should.
– Nicholas Sparks, The Best of Me
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I don’t know what you’re feeling, I won’t even pretend.
– The Virgin Suicides, Jeffrey Eugenides
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I was thinking how amazing it was that the world contained so many lives. Out in...
– Jeffrey Eugenides (via freins)
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Anonymous asked: Have you read the perks of being a wallflower? it's my favorite book :D
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Il en est des livres comme du feu de nos foyers; on va prendre ce feu chez son...
– Voltaire, Lettres philosophiques (1733)
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A terrible sorrow had fallen upon him when he had been happy, and he had let his...
– Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden
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I just love it when my grandma tells me stories of how my parents fell in love.
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I expected your skin to feel foreign, to have the unfamiliar ridges of maps to...
– Courtney Morgan
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“Fat” is usually the first insult a girl throws at another girl when she wants...
– J.K. Rowling (via rosemtyler)
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Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
– Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë
Anonymous asked: Marunong ka magtagalog?
And if you had no tongue, no celebrating language, you’d do this: cross your...
– Julian Barnes, A History of the World in 10½ Chapters (via proustitute)
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Anonymous asked: All your life you've been living in the shadows of the people who you wish weren't so goddamned perfect, watching life pass you by from the safety of the walls you've built around you. You hide yourself, crouched in the darkest places so no one would see your hands while they're trembling. I don't know what's worse, letting the world consume your every dream or...
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I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your...
– Charles Bukowski
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MEANWHILE
Driving, dogs barking, how you get used to it, how you make the new street yours. Trees outside the window and a big band sound that makes you feel like everything’s okay, a feeling that lasts for one song maybe, the parentheses all clicking shut behind you....
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So many words get lost. They leave the mouth and lose their courage, wandering...
– The History of Love, Nicole Krauss