May 26th, 16:09pm
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#Quote #Writing #You #Love 

You have no idea. No idea of what I feel about you. Of how much I care about you. Of how much I think about you day and night. Of what I think we could become. Of how much you make me happy and sad at the same time. Of how much you make me feel so alive. Of the butterfly riot that take place in my stomach when you talk to me.

You have no idea.
May 25th, 15:21pm
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"If you’re in the room, I want to be next to you. If you’re gone, I think about you. You’re who I want to talk to. In a fight, I want you at my back. When we’re together the sun is shining. When we’re apart, everything is in shades of gray."
May 25th, 15:20pm
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#Quote #Reading 
"If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are. Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colourful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads."
May 25th, 15:01pm
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#Quote 
"We are all dying, every moment that passes of every day. That is the inescapable truth of this existence. It is a truth that can paralyze us with fear, or one that can energize us with impatience, with the desire to explore and experience, with the hope - nay, the iron-will! - to find a memory in every action. To be alive, under sunshine, or starlight, in weather fair or stormy. To dance with every step, be they through gardens of flowers or through deep snows."
May 25th, 14:47pm
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#Lyrics #The Wombats #Music #Disease #Our Perfect Disease 

It was the perfect disease we had
Something to argue and scream about
It was the perfect disease we had
And its absence lies a painful fact
We all need someone to drive us mad


I need you in the tv
I need you on the train
I need you every single which way
I need you in the mirrors
I need you in my bed
I needed you to wreck my head
The things I'll never say


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