I don’t. I don’t want anybody else to touch you. I’m silly. I get furious if they touch you. — Hemingway, Ernest. A Farewell to Arms. (via wordsnquotes)

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loving me isn’t easy
i doubt it ever will be
but ask yourself
would you want
my love if it
came easy?
— bzq  (via hefuckin)

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…And please remember that you were beautiful before he told you that you were. — (via fuckinq)

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sleeping by myself
curled up like a question mark
come and answer me
— Haiku, Eliza Kane (via nevver)

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You can tell how dangerous a person is by the way they hold their anger inside themselves quietly. — (via satans-ghost)

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I have looked at you
in millions of ways and
I have loved you in each
— Haiku   (via fuckinq)

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Don’t ever put your happiness in someone else’s hands. They’ll drop it. They’ll drop it every time. — Christopher Barzak (via felicefawn)

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People do not seem to realise that their opinion of the world is also a confession of their character. — Ralph Waldo Emerson  (via wishcandy)

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