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Writing is an underestimated art, you are painting colorful images in people’s minds by using words of black and white.

I.C., The Art of Writing   (via lvcifer-xxiii)

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There’s that word again. Need. I need you. I need you to need me. How nauseating, to need another human being, as if their heart is in your throat. Love isn’t about need. Don’t romanticize the notion of desperation. Let me let you in on a secret: you don’t need me and I don’t need you. We can get through life just fine without each other. Love is not wanting to. We want each other, we want skin and hands and all our daily scars. We want intoxication and art museums and intertwined limbs. We want ferocity in our lips and slow, small circles traced on our stomachs. I don’t need you in my life, but goddamn I want you in it.

All the Want in the World Cannot Fit in Our Hands (via versteur)

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"Why did I come?" he repeated looking straight into her eyes. “You know I came simply for this,- to be where you are," he said.

"I could not do otherwise."

Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)

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