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A poet is someone who stands outside in the rain hoping to be struck by lightning.
Quote reblogged from Quote Book:
I was drowning and she pulled me out of the ocean.
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We men are known for laziness and lack of stress in stressful times.
Him.
[Hahaha! This made me giggle; he was saying this in reference to preparation of exams]
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Hahahaaaha! This totally cracked me up; its psychology related. This is what happens when you have your mid sem’s coming up.
Quote reblogged from panda in the city
Touching him was always so important to me. It was something I lived for. I never could explain why. Little, nothing touches. My fingers against his shoulder. The outsides of our thighs touching as we squeezed together on the bus. I couldn’t explain it, but I needed it. Sometimes I imagined stitching all of our little touches together. How many hundreds of thousands of fingers brushing against each other does it take to make love? Why does anyone ever make love?
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