How could you forget your Yellow Bird?

"She buried her ears into the calm of his heartbeat, and in a matter of seconds: fell terribly in love with the way her loneliness fell softly and suddenly, asleep, in his chest."

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Christopher Poindexter   (via sommerseufzen)

(Quelle: larmoyante)

"Let me wake up next to you, have coffee in the morning and wander through the city with your hand in mine, and I’ll be happy for the rest of my fucked up little life."

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Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles: in Search for The Great Perhaps (via theglasschild)

(Quelle: thevividword)

"I wondered how many people there were in the world who suffered, and continued to suffer, because they could not break out from their own web of shyness and reserve, and in their blindness and folly built up a great distorted wall in front of them that hid the truth."

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Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca (via wordsnquotes)

nevver:

July in August

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nevver:

July in August

nevver:

Until the day we die

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nevver:

Until the day we die

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(Quelle: voyagehour)

theglasschild:

Friday. Enough said.

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theglasschild:

Friday. Enough said.

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(Quelle: piperpetals)

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theglasschild:

“I began to draw an invisible boundary between myself and other people. No matter who I was dealing with. I maintained a set distance, carefully monitoring the person’s attitude so that they wouldn’t get any closer. I didn’t easily swallow what other people told me. My only passions were books and music.”

— Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

(Quelle: wordsnquotes.com)

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chocostreusel:

Wann hört es endlich auf, sich so schrecklich einsam zu fühlen? Wieso spüre ich in Nächten wie diesen diese Schwärze so intensiv in mir? Kaum Luft zu atmen. Die Tränen heiß und schwer.

Kennt niemamd die Antwort?

"Stop saying it’s okay when your soul’s bleeding. Stop trying to dodge knives that always end up in the depths of your heart. Stop looking to the ceiling hoping that tears won’t overflow. Stop taking people’s shit. Walk away. Fuck them all."

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Self advice, E.B.  (via vsteur)

(Quelle: loveless-people)

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(Quelle: realist-boy)

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