So I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache.
—Pablo Neruda (via radanta)
So I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache.
—Pablo Neruda (via radanta)
Never love anyone who treats you like you’re ordinary.
—Oscar Wilde (via irisrukka)
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You are in my blood. I cant help it. We can’t be anywhere except together.
—Francesca Lia Block (via loveyourchaos)
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Taken with Instagram at Borderland State Park
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