March 2012
“I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the...”
– Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince (via c-o-r-u-s-c-a-t-e)
“and in the end, we lie and wait, and we dream of making our escape.”
– coldplay, “death and all his friends” (via thebusstopworld)
thedustdancestoo:
i wish i was the mist, so that my kiss might permeate your skin and touch your bones.
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