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“I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.”

J.D. Salinger (via cascade-dreams)

(Source: huntedandgathered, via cascade-dreams)

“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket — safe, dark, motionless, airless — it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside of Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell.”

— C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves (via inampullapendere)

famous last words.

famous last words.

(Source: queenofallsluts, via ofthislittlehell)

“I’m the red bird. You’re the brown bird.”

— The Bowerbirds

“Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not going to make it, but you laugh inside — remembering all the times you’ve felt that way.”

— Charles Bukowski (via pen-sieve)

(Source: goodreads.com, via pen-sieve)

“But one look from you, and it’s over. Just one touch from you, and it’s over.”

— Civil Twilight

“Follow it through to its logical end…”

“She’s a human traffic accident and everybody’s stopping to look at the wreckage.”