It hurts, so much, to love. To love people only to watch them suffer.
by K.I. Hope (via quoted-books)

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I have this habit of thinking that you would move the world for me as I would do for you.
by Mateus William (via itscherryamber)

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Each day, we wake slightly altered, and the person we were yesterday is dead. So why, one could say, be afraid of death, when death comes all the time?
by John Updike, Self-Consciousness (via misfortunates)

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