wears heart on sleeve

When you’re in love with someone, that person is the lighthouse of your universe. They are the glowing beacon of hope in darkness. They illuminate, they make everything more.

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sleepanddream: The Chalkboard Manifesto

“ Most people fall in love. I had to crash into it.

— How To Lose A Guy In Ten Days (via kari-shma)

“ Oh, and love makes you feel ten foot tall.

— The Velvet Underground (via quote-book)

“ Love is blind, they say. But isn’t it more that love makes us see too much? Isn’t it more that love floods our brain with sights and sounds, so that everything looks bigger, brighter, more lovely than ever before?

— Susan Fletcher (via julie911) (via quote-book)

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absolutely LOVE this song.

i’m scared - duffy

“ and if my heart isn’t in my mouth it’s because it knows its place

— Phyllis Gotlieb (via sadnesses)

“ Love has tortured, love has killed, but love has saved a million still.

— TAT, “Road to Paradise” (via quote-book)

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letterboxlove:

52hearts:

There isn’t really a name for it but it’s the kind of thing where all you need is to hear them breathing next to you in order to feel safe from the world, from yourself, from the sound of your breaking heart echoing underneath your ribs. It’s the kind of thing where nothing else seems to matter but surrendering yourself to that moment, lying inside the nook of his arm, enclosed by the warmth of his body.

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I remember reading
in my room, just reading,
and shutting the book,
looking up, and missing you, missing you,
and reading the paper again. There’s no freedom in it
or in fear: my heart’s not mine.

Annie Dillard, Feast Days (via wearebasiclight;foxandtravel)