And when your world seems to come crashing down, and the people you thought you trusted have betrayed you, smile. Smile, and make them wonder why.
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It's Getting Late...: hippies-over-priests: “I wonder if you know yet that you’ll leave me....
“I wonder if you know yet that you’ll leave me. That you are a child playing with matches and I have a paper body. You will meet a girl with a softer voice and stronger arms and she will not have violent secrets or an affection for red wine or eyes that never stay…
I crush her against me. I want to be part of her. Not just inside her but all around her. I want our rib cages to crack open and our hearts to migrate and merge. I want our cells to braid together like living thread.
—Isaac Marion, Warm Bodies (via epitomeofperfection)
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Wien, Austria
Phone: +43 676 / 55 629 96
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i miss you.
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the bags under my eyes are designer
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