I just walked by The Model in Allston and I have no idea how people go to such places.
Where do I find girls to marry.
He would wake from sleep to miss the weight that never depressed the bed next to him, remember in earnest the weight of gestures she never made, long for the un-weight of her un-arm slung over his too real chest.
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated. (via paperhat)
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The Model, Allston
I have died too many times
believing and waiting, waiting
in a room
staring at a cracked ceiling
waiting for the phone, a letter, a knock, a sound…
going wild inside
while she danced with strangers in nightclubs…
— Charles Bukowski (via defyculture)
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I asked her if she believed in love, and she smiled and said it was her most elaborate method of self-harm
— Benedict Smith (via fabulousbitch69)
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The best feeling in the world is knowing your presence and absence both mean something to someone.
— (via barbieandken)
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