I bet if we dusted her heart for fingerprints, we’d only find yours.
Rudy Francisco (via dulcetdecember)
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Sometimes at night I would sleep open-eyed underneath a sky dripping with stars. I was alive then.
Albert Camus (via earth-paint)
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She waited for the train to pass. Then she said, “I sometimes think that people’s hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows what’s at the bottom. All you can do is imagine by what comes floating to the surface every once in a while.
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