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Vegas showgirls in 1953.
You’ll get over it…” It’s the clichés that cause the trouble. To lose someone you love is to alter your life for ever. You don’t get over it because ‘it” is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes. How could it? The particularness of someone who mattered enough to grieve over is not made anodyne by death. This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no-one else can fit it. Why would I want them to? Jeanette WintersonWritten on the Body (via feellng)

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Come sleep with me: We won’t make Love,Love will make us. Julio Cortázar (via feellng)

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Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering. Paulo Coelho, By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept (via hqlines)

 

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Who said nights were for sleep? Marilyn Monroe (via avenue)

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Eat, Pray, Thug. My autobiography (via streetetiquette)
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Nothing is sexier than someone who wants you as much as you want them. (via deserted-streets)

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