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Fly while you still can.
Who needs sanity?
She craved a presence beside her, solid. Fingertips light at the nape of her neck and a voice meeting hers in the dark. Someone who would wait with an umbrella to walk her home in the rain, and smile like sunshine when he saw her coming. Who would dance with her on her balcony, keep his promises and know her secrets, and make a tiny world wherever he was, with just her and his arms and his whisper and her trust.
Laini Taylor  (via spycnsweet)

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I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want…a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved.
Shana Abé (via freins)

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daisydandelions:

Wanted:

A boy with books and prose to give me on rainy mornings, messy hair, thick rimmed glasses, kind eyes, a contagious laugh, a heart-melting smile, charming words, loving embraces, delicate touches and passionate kisses.

Please.

Edit: will it be okay to write this down on my wish list for christmas? 

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