Italian Nights

we can blame it on a lot of things; or we can just admit we were shit people.
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A poem from my book, What We Buried. Click the link to purchase it!!

I’m tired and all I want is for you to be here with me.

T.B. LaBerge // The Novel of Us  (via shutdownthecity)

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Everything you love is here

I still think of you sometimes. You told me I was beautiful once.
Confession and Explanation (#1: January 1, 2014)

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I wanted it to be you. I wanted it to be you so badly.
Most days I wish I never met you because then I could sleep at night and I wouldn’t have to walk around with the knowledge there was someone like you out there.
I keep thinking you already know. I keep thinking I’ve sent you letters that were only ever written in my mind.
Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, A New Leaf  (via bourbonandpearls)

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I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via frannyandzooeyglass)

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Someday someone is going to look at you with a light in their eyes you’ve never seen, they’ll look at you like you’re everything they’ve been looking for their entire lives. Wait for it.
Unknown (via erraticintrovert)

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