January 2011
When someone that follows me reblogs a picture I...
Every fucking time.
Everything we do is a choice. Oatmeal or cereal, highways or sidestreets, kiss...
– Pushing Daisies (via runawaytrain)
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Memories are what warm you up from the inside. But they’re also what tear you...
– Haruki Murakami (via loveyourchaos)
…This is a kiss. It is what happens when lips are puckered and pressed against...
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via loveyourchaos)
As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
– Pablo Neruda (via thesaltwaternight)
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