I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds - but I think of you always in those intervals.
From ‘The People of Paper’ by Salvador (via l-amour-fou, melancholynotes)
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awakenourworld:

Believe it (by silent sequoias)

awakenourworld:

Believe it (by silent sequoias)

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If You remember me, I don’t care if everybody else forgets.
Haruki Murakami (via creatingaquietmind)

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I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.
Lisa Kleypas (via atomos)
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