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I don’t understand love. How can someone you care about so much not give a fucking shit about you or your feelings.

Just my best fwend and I the other day :)


Earth: the most gorgeous place we know

I could hear my heart beating. I could hear everyone’s heart. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us moving, not even when the room went dark.

— Raymond Carver, What We Talk About When We Talk About Love (via tiger-milk)