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I just love books and libraries and the smell of books and complete silence except the sound of someone flipping the pages and i just love words and paper and fictional characters and all the feelings my destiny is to live inside a bookstore
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i’d definitely be better off not alive
(Source: please-you-first)
(Source: tryfalling)
Never love a wild thing, Mr. Bell,’ Holly advised him. ‘That was Doc’s mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can’t give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they’re strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That’s how you’ll end up, Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You’ll end up looking at the sky.
—Truman Capote (via pensar-es-gratis)
I don’t want to own anything until I find a place where me and things go together.
—Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s: A Short Novel and Three Stories (via belle-jolie)
(Source: swim-from-something)
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The “what ifs” and “should haves” will eat your brain.
—John O’Callaghan (via the-monster-and-the-lady)
(Source: wordsthat-speak, via imjustthelosingkind)
“I’m attracted to the extreme light and the extreme dark. I’m interested in the human condition and what makes people tick. I’m interested in the things people try to hide.”
- Johnny Depp
(Source: paradepp, via truthsopurely)
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I have the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. The ability to just sit and talk. About love, about life, about anything, about everything. To sit under the moon with all the time in the world, the full-speed train that is our lives slowing to a crawl. Bound by no obligations, barred by no human limitations. To speak without regret or fear of consequence. To talk for hours and about what’s really important in life.
(Source: herarbitrarymusings, via b0undariess)
