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I don’t want to look back in five years time and think, ‘We could have been magnificent, but I was afraid.’ In 5 years I want to tell of how fear tried to cheat me out of the best thing in life, and I didn’t let it.

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There are no faster or firmer friendships than those formed between people who love the same books.
Irving Stone (via amandaonwriting)
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One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.
Jack Kerouac (via feellng)
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Remember your words are your power, never forget your words.
Lang Leav  (via langleav)

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Just wrote this poem last night. You know that feeling when you fall asleep in the day and when you wake up, it’s already dark? Not sure why but it always makes me feel melancholy. Anyway, I hope you like it… it’s the first poem I have written in a really long time (hence the first line.) I’ve been so busy getting ready for the September launch of my new book Lullabies. Hopefully, there will be more new poems soon… A thousand kisses to you all! xo Lang 

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Even on bad days, I’ll still be happy with you.
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When they ask me about my future wife, I always tell them that her eyes are the only Christmas lights that deserve to be seen all year long. I tell them that she has a walk that can make an atheist believe in God just long enough to say, ‘God damn.’ I tell them that if my alarm clock sounded like her voice, my snooze button would collect dust. I tell them that if she came in a bottle, I would drink her until my vision is blurry and my friends take away my keys. I tell them that if she was a book, I would memorize her table of contents. I would read her, cover to cover, hoping to find typos, just so we could both have something to work on, because aren’t we all unfinished?
Rudy Francisco, A Lot Like You (via petrichour)

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I wonder
whose arms would I run and fall into
if I were drunk
in a room with everyone
I have ever loved.
this becomes almost deeper when you think of non-romantic loves too (via asimetricna-vagina)

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