“I wanna hug you again :(
11/06/2017”
2:33 am • 6 November 2017
“There is always something left to love.”
— Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
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10:34 am • 5 November 2017 • 6,666 notes
“I hope you still love me, because I still love you. 11/05/2017”
2:09 am • 5 November 2017
“You have no idea how much I miss you, Jonalyn Zulueta. 11/04/2017”
7:20 am • 4 November 2017
“The development of civilization and industry in general has always shown itself so active in the destruction of forests that everything that has been done for their conservation and production is completely insignificant in comparison.”
— Karl Marx (via deakin-environment)
6:12 pm • 1 February 2017 • 8 notes
“I’m slowly becoming cold from reading too many books and watching too many films. I will not fall in love anytime soon. And neither do I want to. Don’t love me now. Love me when I’m 20 and dancing under the street lights or swimming in the sea at midnight. Love me once I’ve learned to love myself and my life. Don’t waste your time now.”
— Your secrets are safe here
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3:19 pm • 1 February 2017 • 527 notes
bookmania:
“She’s like smoke: you think you’re seeing her clearly enough, but when you reach for her there’s nothing there.” — Ryū Murakami, Audition (photo by Megan McIsaac.)
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1:25 pm • 11 November 2016 • 300 notes
“Hard is trying to rebuild yourself, piece by piece, with no instruction book, and no clue as to where all the important bits are supposed to go.”
— Nick Hornby, A Long Way Down (via psych-facts)
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1:23 pm • 11 November 2016 • 11,319 notes