i’m dying
It is funny how you do not miss affection until it is given, but once it is, it can never be enough; you would drown in it if possible.
—Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing (via fabulousbitch69)
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By Loui Jover; Pen and Ink
Drawing a simple plan
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It is a man’s own mind, not his enemy or foe, that lures him to evil ways.
The Buddha.
Photo by Tiff Hung.
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Night is purer than day; it is better for thinking, loving and dreaming. At night everything is more intense, more true. The echo of words that have been spoken during the day takes on a new and deeper meaning.
—Elie Wiesel, Dawn (via memereve)
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