My blog is as moody as I am.

I’m not used to being loved. I wouldn’t know what to do.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, More Than Just A House (via fitzgeraldquotes)

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My Neighbor Totoro (1988)
I am not looking
for the kind of love,
that forces me to prove
my worth
— Mandeq Ahmed (via wordsthat-speak)

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I no longer have the energy for meaningless friendships, forced interactions or unnecessary conversations. If we don’t vibrate on the same frequency there’s just no reason for us to waste our time. I’d rather have no one and wait for substance than to not feel someone and fake the funk.
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You can talk with someone for years, everyday, and still, it won’t mean as much as what you can have when you sit in front of someone, not saying a word, yet you feel that person with your heart, you feel like you have known the person for forever…. connections are made with the heart, not the tongue.
C. JoyBell C. (via feellng)

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Of course I’m crying. My fucking heart is breaking.
— I have a very hard time letting go (via goldenspine)

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We ate well and cheaply and drank well and cheaply and slept well and warm together and loved each other.
— Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast (via the59thstreetbridge)

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My experience of life is that it is not divided up into genres; it’s a horrifying, romantic, tragic, comical, science-fiction cowboy detective novel. You know, with a bit of pornography if you’re lucky.
Alan Moore (via feellng)

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Claire Liu is wearing a pale blue kimchi cardigan from Urban Outfitters and the bag is from Alexander Wang