I think I’m just breathing, that’s all. And there’s a difference between...– John Boyne, The Absolutist (via larmoyante)
It matters not who you love, where you love, why you love, when you love or how...– John Lennon (via larmoyante)
I don’t think you will ever fully understand how you’ve touched my life and made...– Erica Jong (via rabbrakha)
Sometimes at night I suddenly become aware of all the things I’m missing out on right now, and all the people who I’m not close to anymore, and all of the good times that will never happen again, and all the people who meant the world to me who have forgotten about me forever, and I get this awful feeling that’s kind of like a mix between loneliness and nostalgia.
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