January 2012
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So, it’s been a week since I left Columbia. It feels (extremely) bittersweet. I’m just now feeling the void of not having my friends around. Haven’t exactly been alone this past month, which is a first really. I usually crave alone time. But it’s been wonderful to spend each and every day with a different friend and the occasional day with a boy. Guess things are starting...
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I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love,
and how you gave me...
– Charles Bukowski (via lavandula)
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rufustfirefly:
1992 Y’ALL, WE OUT!
how have i never seen this before
Afterward, she lies nestled against me, her hair tickling my face. I stroke her...
– Water For Elephants (via seabois)
I missed you even when I was with you. That’s been my problem. I miss what I...
– Stephen Chbosky (The Perks Of Being A Wallflower)
I’m not fascinated by people who smile all the time. What I find interesting is...
– Unknown (via modernhepburn)
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saudade: a Portuguese and Galician word for a feeling of nostalgic longing for someone or something that one was fond of and which has been lost. It often carries a fatalist tone and a repressed knowledge that the object of longing might never really return. It was once described as “the love that remains” or “the love that stays” after someone is gone.
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