The very essence of romance is uncertainty. Oscar WildeThe Importance of Being Earnest and Other Plays (via feellng)

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Never apologize for how you feel. No one can control how they feel. The sun doesn’t apologize for being the sun. The rain doesn’t say sorry for falling. Feelings just are.  Iain S. Thomas, Intentional Dissonance  (via kittydennings)

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She puts her hands on either side of my face, and the room falls away. I have never gotten so lost in a kiss before.
And then, the space between us explodes. My heart keeps missing beats and my hands cannot bring her close enough to me. I taste her and realize I have been starving.
I have loved before, but it didn’t feel like this.
I have kissed before, but it didn’t burn me alive.
Maybe it lasts a minute, and maybe it’s an hour. All I know is that kiss, and how soft her skin is when it brushes against mine, and that even if I did not know it until now, I have been waiting for this person forever. Jodi Picoult, Sing You Home (via teenager90s)

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She has a mouth like unswept glass—-when you least expect it she cuts you. Junot Diaz, “Otravida, Otravez (via luciaferr)

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I’m not even gonna get mad anymore. I’m just going to learn to expect the lowest out of the people I thought the highest of. (via spuandi)

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