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She felt something, some little clap inside her head like a distant echo of the thunderous knock she had felt when she’d seen him the first time. It wasn’t always entirely comfortable. Ann Brashares, Sisterhood Everlasting (via quietallure)

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nerdybutcutesy:

sum-nights:

roses are red

tumblr’s blue

come to my bed

because i ship me and you

this may be the best poetry to show up on my dash

BEAUTFIUL

(Source: timdarling-old, via obeylov3)