May 2013
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shiningclouds asked: This is the tumblr bear hug ⊂( ̄(エ) ̄)⊃. Pass this to 10 of your favorite tumblrs to let them know that you love them. /throws Kaisoo to you <33
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ngah asked: TAG, you’re it! The rules are to state ten random facts about yourself. Then send this to the fifteen nicest people on tumblr. (I am sorry)
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It is the useless things that make life worth living and that make life...
– Stephen Fry, Moab Is My Washpot (via larmoyante)
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VI. He never broke my heart. He only turned it into a compass that always points...
– Clementine von Radics, In Defense of Loving Him (after Megan Falley)
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Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes.
Because for those who...
– Rumi (via wordsthat-speak)
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Trying to write about love is ultimately like trying to have a dictionary...
– David Levithan (via jinquotes)
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I wrote down the word tree (木) but it looked so pitiful all alone so I added...
– ダイヤモンド / 寺山修司 (via blo)
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It’s unbelievable how you can affect someone else so deeply and never know.
– Susane Colasanti (via cytologic)
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Anonymous asked: i hope you're doing well, amy! sobs i wish i could make your testing a little easier, like feed you kaisoo fics or something, but i'm just a gray face >> well anywho i hope you're doing great ~ good luck on tests!
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Let them miss you. Sometimes when you’re always available, they take you for...
– (via naayr)
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I keep thinking you already know. I keep thinking I’ve sent you letters that...
– Iain Thomas (via themulchlist)
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What’s the point of living if you’re going to hate the world? Guard your heart...
– Neal Shusterman, Bruiser (via simply-quotes)
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You are, at once, both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.
– Franz Kafka (via larmoyante)
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A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely...
– Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last (via larmoyante)
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i aspire to be well-liked, even if it means not liking myself to do so.
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I, to you, am lost in the gorgeous errors of flesh.
– Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals (via larmoyante)
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I already said too much. I already shared too much, and I want all my secrets...
– Anonymous (via suiicune)
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maddishly:
I’ve let certain people crawl between my ribs; when they started to tickle me and laughter bubbled from my throat, that’s how I knew to let them stay.
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I sit before flowers
hoping they will train me in the art
of opening up
– Shane Koyczan, The Student (via technikully)
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I enjoy talking to you. Your mind appeals to me. It resembles my own mind except...
– George Orwell, 1984 (via evocativesynthesis)
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