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Still, the image haunted his dreams throughout the night: a lovely girl gazing at the stars, and the stars who gazed back. Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass (via b-ookquotes)
It’s not you. It’s anyone. Sometimes I don’t want anyone around. Joan Didion (via jamstains)
Why You Shouldn’t Fall For A Writer
with-words-i-dance: Do not fall for my words For I am a writer I romanticize life And everything that comes with it A simple rain drop Tells the way I would fall for you I exaggerate love In a way that the shifting of tides Represents the passion I feel When your skin rubs against mine …
I am hoping for a miracle amongst all this wreckage of bone. Midnight Excerpts #7 // L.H.Z
pinklilies: melanie martinez – dollhouse
pinklilies: im sorry
You are so busy being you that you have no idea how utterly unprecedented you are. John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via b-ookquotes)
I am too intelligent, too demanding, and too resourceful for anyone to be able to take charge of me entirely. No one knows me or loves me completely. I have only myself. Simone de Beauvoir, Tête-à-Tête (via hqlines)
What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay (via b-ookquotes)