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Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia.
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Sarah Urist, on her first date with future husband John Green.
Wow. Not only is that one of my favorite lines in a John Green book, but imagine someone saying something like that on a first date. No wonder he married her.
(Source : miranmiran, via wha1234567t)
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She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful.
Neil Gaiman.
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(Source : wiintersolstice, via alt--ctrl)
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I want to thank you for never being there anymore. Your absence has forced me to find my own way.
Unknown.
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(Source : turkeyforlife, via trappedinsideroutine)
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