She loved with so much passion as she loved with ignorance. She did not know...– Victor Hugo, Les Miserables (via fleurishes)
And when I asked you how you’d been I meant I missed you more than I’ve ever...– I Wrote This For You: The Translation Service (via anditslove)
I just want someone to hold me as tight as they possibly can while I sob uncontrollably.
We're not friends, we're not enemies; we're just...