“Come and kiss me and let’s forget.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
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You buried the butterflies
In the back garden
Beside the plots holding
Unlucky wishbones and
The skeletons pitched
From the closet in a fit
Of spring cleaning fury.
I unearthed and set them free,
They fluttered merrily for me…
Until they saw you
With your shovel
And wisely flew away.
Who am I to try to make them stay? (via autumnsunshine10)
What do you say when the feelings don’t fit into words?
Tammara Webber, Between the Lines (via books-n-quotes)
it’s a privilege to see a soul, in a society where everyone is trying to fit in and act heartless.
(via 2pacschild)