I feel too much. That’s what’s going on. Do you think one can feel too much? Or...– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close (via headandstomachache)
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I no longer need you to fuck me as hard as I hate myself. Make love to me...– We Were Emergencies/Buddy Wakefield (via ojiru)
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I have gotten so used to melancholia that I greet it like an old friend.– Charles Bukowski (love is a dog from hell, 1977)
If you were mine, I’d kiss your ankles and neck and the tip of your nose. I’d...– Camryn Pulaski Day (via knitler)