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creampuff: I Think

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“ She belonged to me,” Chris said simply. “She was, you know, all the things I wasn’t. And I was all the things she wasn’t. She could paint circles around anyone; I can’t even draw a straight line. She was never into sports; I’ve always been.” Chris lifted his outstretched palm and curled his fingers. “Her hand,” he said. “It fit mine

— j picoult - the pact (via cultivate-romance) (via creampuff)

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creampuff: There’s No One

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“ Love wins, love always wins.

— Mitch Albom (via thresca)

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“ She never got a chance to fall out of love, to do it properly, slowly and thoroughly, and the result was he was like a phantom limb. Gone but still there. And like a true phantom limb, the preponderance of feelings associated with him were painful.

— Sarah Dunn, Secrets to Happiness (via overflowing) (via letterboxlove)

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