“There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them, and let them hurt me.”
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via delanceybuildingbridges)

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And I love him more than sunshine after a rainy morning. I’m in deep, fully submerged and I’m not drowning. My head is supported like a baby’s in a womb and I have cried joyously because I havent felt this actively loved ever before…

DC cherry blossoms.

“I don’t want just words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned (via larmoyante)

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