May 2013
“She’s never where she is,” I said. “She’s only inside her head.”
– White Oleander (via blue-voids)
“We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together...”
– Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast (via larmoyante)
“Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.”
– J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via pierre-du-soleil)
“Character, like a photograph, develops in darkness.”
– Yousuf Karsh (via thatkindofwoman)
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I didn’t even know what eurovision was until my dash exploded
