I want you to feel something when you hear my name

poisuun (via poisuun)

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The most poetic of endings to love affairs isn’t apology, excuse, extensive investigation into What Went Wrong—the St. Bernard of options, droopy-eyed and slobbery—but stately silence.

— Marisha Pessl, Special Topics in Calamity Physics (via larmoyante)

23 July 2014 ♥ 1209
Absence, the highest form of presence.

— James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (via larmoyante)

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