04.10.12 @ 21:04♥405

When I like people immensely I never tell their names to any one. It is like surrendering a part of them. I have grown to love secrecy.

~   Oscar Wilde (via misswallflower)

04.10.12 @ 21:04♥1188

04.10.12 @ 21:03♥6181

She was ready to deny the existence of space and time rather than admit that love might not be eternal.

~   Simone de Beauvoir (via misswallflower)

04.10.12 @ 21:01♥2185

Last night I dreamt about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you, you were me. Finally somehow you caught fire.

~   Franz Kafka (via greygraygrey)

04.10.12 @ 21:01♥256

How you flow through me
like water, like blood in veins,
like dreams in my sleep.

~   Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)

04.10.12 @ 21:01♥626

The conversation between your fingers and someone else’s skin. This is the most important discussion you can ever have.

~   I Wrote This for You (via fleurishes)

04.10.12 @ 21:01♥6816

Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts.

~   Edgar Allan Poe (via salveo)

04.10.12 @ 21:00♥21511

I can’t stand it to think my life is going so fast and I’m not really living it.

~   Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (via fragmentary-becomings)

04.07.12 @ 23:07♥13755

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