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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
(Source: letsgetvirtual)
Jacquelyn Jablonski at Valentino Couture Spring 2012 yesterday in Paris
(via bohemea)
(via misswallflower)
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets (via uhhleeese)
(Source: mojitosandblow, via misswallflower)
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So I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache.
(Source: bohemeextreme, via sinnumero)











