When and how never really matters

obliviate    owlery    portkey
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So I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

poems-and-word:

“Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.”

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(Source: music-and-quotes, via poems-and-word)

inferior: “Alexey Lickutov ”
He told me not to smile and I told him as long as he existed that would be impossible.
inferior: “Self Portrait By Britta ”
"The moments we’ve lived,
now only memories;
fragments of our past
and as I reflect
it is as if I were another;
unable to relive it,
I savor the familiarity
of the life
once lived."
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  Z.