To love is to destroy, and to be loved is to be the one destroyed. Cassandra Clare, City of Bones (via suspensed)

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Intimacy is not who you let touch you. Intimacy is who you text at 3am about your dreams and fears. Intimacy is giving someone your attention, when ten other people are asking for it. Intimacy is the person always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are. (via bisexualjohn)

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I wonder if anyone ever looks at me while I’m doing something and thinks I’m pretty. Because I do that all the time to people. 

Reading the things people have written about this makes my soul so happy. You’re all wonderful. 

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Just because you miss someone, it doesn’t mean you should go back to them. Sometimes you have to just keep missing them until you wake up one morning and realise that you don’t anymore. your-daisyfreshgirl (via unconcernedteenblogger)

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