Yellow on Blue, Black Forest, Germany
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I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love,
and how you gave me everything you had
and how I offered you what was left of me.
— Charles Bukowski (via lavandula)
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‘Julia’ by Helen Broadfoot
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She loved him because he had brought her back to life. She had been like a caterpillar in a cocoon, and he had drawn her out and shown her that she was a butterfly. — Ken Follett, The Pillars of the Earth (via jerzee55)
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I like not only to be loved, but to be told I am loved. — George Eliot (via jerzee55)
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