March 2012
âme solitaire: Soft Lover →
mobbleberry:
It was strange, waking up to unblemished skin. To a man who hadn’t pawed at me, hadn’t given me bruises with his lips and teeth. It was odd, to touch my face and not wince at the sore skin around my mouth, where his stubble had rubbed like gravel on my tissue paper lips.
It…
February 2012
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Just realized, my birthday is in like 6 days!
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Eres una gata montesa de las pezuñas hasta la cabeza.
– Calle 13, Hormiga Brava
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I am awfully greedy; I want everything from life. I want to be a woman and to be...
– Simone de Beauvoir
She kisses like a sweet devouring, and I don’t know where to touch her because I...
– Will Grayson, Will Grayson - John Green and David Levithan
No more school for me today.
I put my hand on him. Touching him was always so important to me. It was...
– Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close | Jonathan Safran Foer
She wanted to die, but she also wanted to live in Paris.
– Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary
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No pienso en ti, sólo te siento; pasando por mi, como un dulce viento.
– Devendra Banhart
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I like my beauty mark.