Leave all your love and your loving behind
I decided on you, don’t you get that? I decided on you. I don’t want to go fucking other people and then walk around feeling thrilled and then sad, or empty, or whatever. I like the smell of your hair, and I like the sound of your voice, and I fucking decided on you.
by (via shareaamory)

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Fuck him. Get someone that wants you enough to give you a fucking text back. You know?
by cafai (via fhume)

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Books are finite, sexual encounters are finite, but the desire to read and to fuck is infinite; it surpasses our own deaths, our fears, our hopes for peace.
by Roberto Bolaño (via observando)

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Don’t become so engulfed in the thought of what it could be, that you fail to see what it is.

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You’re realizing it, but it’s too late now
Sometimes I wish I could read your mind. But then, I wonder if I could handle the truth.
by The Vow. (via ajeebinsaan)

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'You'll find another.'
God! Banish the thought. Why don’t you tell me that ‘if the girl had been worth having she’d have waited for you’? No, sir, the girl really worth having won’t wait for anybody.
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do you ever read old conversations you had with someone and realize how much more they used to be interested you and it makes you feel like complete shit because everything is different now and you can tell youve just lost that shine that got their attention in the first place

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Other people are not medicine.
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