June 2012
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May 2012
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yellowisgold:
There are things I need to say, but they are trapped beneath this pale excuse for a body, this pathetic attempt at a soul. There are words that don’t exist and colours we don’t see but I am searching searching searching for them, because those words and those colors, maybe they can explain everything, but for know they are intangible and unexplainable.
“Sometimes I have the strangest feeling about you. Especially when you are near...”
– Charlotte Brontë (via larmoyante)
