Drunk tumblr #3
I like this sweatshirt. It smells like him.
wish he was here.
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She let out a laugh, and then she put her hand over her mouth, like she was angry at herself for forgetting her sadness.
- Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close (via classof1969)
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Hey, you and I are going to have a big love affair and it won’t work but somewhere in the middle my god, we tried.
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I believed that I wanted to be a poet, but deep down I just wanted to be a poem.
- Jaime Gil de Bieda (via slychedelic)
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Tu t’en vas à la dérive
Sur la rivière du souvenir
Et moi, courant sur la rive,
Je te crie de revenir
Mais, lentement, tu t’éloignes.
(You’re going to drift
On the river of memories
And I, running on the shore,
I cry to return
But, slowly, you walk away)
- Carla Bruni (via westcoastplaylist)
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One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns holes in your skin with his mouth. And it hurts when you look at him. And it hurts when you don’t. And it feels like someone’s cut you open with a jagged piece of glass.
-The Tracy Fragments
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