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"If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.You leave the same impression Of something beautiful, but annihilating."
-Sylvia Plath

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(Source: thoughtsthingsandtea)

I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know that sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.  ~John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via 23quills)

(via floralibus)
pullingmetowardsmyself: frolickingfeathers:/(by Theo Gosselin)
avi0n: sem título by *dapple dapple on Flickr.
A love story can never be about full possession. The happy marriage, the requited love, the desire that never dims – these are lucky eventualities but they aren’t love stories. Love stories depend on disappointment, on unequal births and feuding families, on matrimonial boredom and at least one cold heart. Love stories, nearly without exception, give love a bad name. We value love not because it’s stronger than death but because it’s weaker. Say what you want about love: death will finish it. You will not go on loving in the grave, not in any physical way that will at all resemble love as we know it on earth. The perishable nature of love is what gives love its importance in our lives. If it were endless, if it were on tap, love wouldn’t hit us the way it does. And we certainly wouldn’t write about it.  ~Jeffrey Eugenides (via troubled)

And on the subject of burning books: I want to congratulate librarians, not famous for their physical strength or their powerful political connections or their great wealth, who, all over this country, have staunchly resisted anti-democratic bullies who have tried to remove certain books from their shelves, and have refused to reveal to thought police the names of persons who have checked out those titles.

So the America I loved still exists, if not in the White House or the Supreme Court or the Senate or the House of Representatives or the media. The America I love still exists at the front desks of our public libraries.

  ~Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country  (via honeyforthehomeless)

(via deprim0)
redwinterrhapsody: Enlightened trees.
Empty Thoughts: Alone by Edgar Allan Poe

jadedvoices:

From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As other saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My hear to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my…

My body is a dead language and you pronounce each word perfectly.  ~Sierra DeMulder, Unrequited Love Poem (via belle-de-nuit)

(Source: acynicalcunt, via belle-de-nuit)
coltivare: I wanna watch his new movie omg
The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere.
They’re in each other all along.  ~rumi (via justletthemgo)

(via nefffy)
Young Noah: Would you just stay with me?
Young Allie: Stay with you? What for? Look at us, we're already fightin'
Young Noah: Well that's what we do, we fight... You tell me when I am being an arrogant son of a bitch and I tell you when you are a pain in the ass. Which you are, 99% of the time. I'm not afraid to hurt your feelings. You have like a 2 second rebound rate, then you're back doing the next pain-in-the-ass thing.
Young Allie: So what?
Young Noah: So it's not gonna be easy. It's gonna be really hard. We're gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, for ever, you and me, every day. Will you do something for me, please? Just picture your life for me? 30 years from now, 40 years from now? What's it look like?