kanyewestevil:

WE ONLY USE LEASHES BECAUSE DOGS CANT HOLD HANDS

(Source: kanyewesticle, via hate)

She had a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, like when you’re swimming and you want to put your feet down on something solid, but the water’s deeper than you think and there’s nothing there.
Julia Gregson, East of the Sun (via feellng)

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darrenstummy:

the more sexual and inappropriate you are with me the better we’ll get along

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tavrisprite:

do not touch me without my consent

do not touch me without my consent

do not touch me without my consent

do not touch me without my consent

do not touch me without my consent

do not touch me without my consent

do not touch me without my consent

(Source: um-stop, via r3memb3r-m3)

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
William Shakespeare (via feellng)

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portamineltuocuore:

bella quando piangi
She used to cry roughly three times a year. Now she seemed to cry three times before breakfast.
Ann Brashares, The Second Summer of the Sisterhood (via simply-quotes)

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I act and react, and suddenly I wonder “Where is the girl that I was last year?..Two years ago?..What would she think of me now?
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals  (via wanduring)

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Note to self: “I love you” does not mean “I won’t ever leave you.
Note 1. (via lesb0)

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Maybe the wolf is in love with the moon, and each month it cries for a love it will never touch.
(via iamcharliesangel)

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Sometimes I wish I could read your mind. But then, I wonder if I could handle the truth.
The Vow (via disbar)

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