I want to sit on the couch with your head in my lap and my fingers running through your hair, while you tell me about everything that’s on your mind
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I want to sit on the couch with your head in my lap and my fingers running through your hair, while you tell me about everything that’s on your mind

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Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena // Alain de Botton, Essays in Love // Eden Robinson, "Writing Prompts for the Broken-Hearted" // Chloe Liese, Always Only You // Anne Carson and Euripides, An Oresteia // Two—Sleeping At Last // Studio Bones, SK8 the Infinity // Trista Mateer, "is it okay to say this?" // @moodylilac // D. H. Lawrence, "The Rainbow"
― Ivan Bunin, The Collected Stories
[text ID: In October I confessed my love for her, and she allowed me to kiss her.]
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“Healing is layers. Healing is time. Healing is excruciating. Once you think it’s done, it’s not.”
— Unknown
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals
[Text ID: “Love is an illusion, but I would willingly fall for it if I could believe in it.”]

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“Sometimes suffering is just suffering. It doesn’t make you stronger. It doesn’t build character. It only hurts.”
— Kate Jacobs
Truman Capote, from “Breakfast at Tiffany’s”
the rain knows all my secrets
it's fascinating how beautiful the world becomes when I'm with her, the soft flow of her hair, her crescent moon shaped lips, her eyes that could put the stars to shame, everything is beautiful, beautiful, just beautiful, she is.
Zhang Jiuling, ed. by Jane Portal, from Chinese Love Poetry; “Looking at the moon and longing for a distant lover”

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“I used to think the worst thing in life was to end up all alone. It’s not. The worst thing in life is to end up with people who make you feel all alone.”
— Robin Williams
T.S. Eliot / Sylvia Plath
Jane Austen - "Sense and Sensibility"
university is just. it's you, your laptop and your water bottle against the world
“Your healing is about you. It doesn’t need a stamp of approval. Don’t worry about how long it takes or how ugly it might seem. It is about you, and your wellbeing.”
— Unknown

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“I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you.”
sometimes i wonder if im always going to go back to you. i feel bad for all the people i have pushed away for you but my mind won't stop calling your name. i lay awake at night wishing for things to be different, wishing my presence is the one you crave. i pray to whichever God for our paths to cross again and i imagine all the sentences i'll say in an attempt to make you like me again.
but do you ever feel that way about me when you're with him?