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She may have looked normal on the outside, but she was deliciously complicated inside.

 

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" ethereal, adj. — You leaned your head into mine, and I leaned my head into yours. Dancing cheek to cheek. Revolving slowly, eyes closed, heartbeat measure, nature’s hum. It lasted the length of an old song, and then we stopped, kissed, and my heart stayed there, just like that. "

— David Levithan, The Lover’s Dictionary (via myforget-me-notsandmarigolds)

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" We had been everywhere. We had really seen nothing. And I catch myself thinking today that our long journey had only defiled with a sinuous trail of slime the lovely, trustful, dreamy, enormous country that by then, in retrospect, was no more to us than a collection of dog-eared maps, ruined tour books, old tires, and her sobs in the night—every night, every night—the moment I feigned sleep. "

— Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita (via man-of-prose)
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