Some people would look at this and wonder at how amazing it would feel to climb it.
I look at this and wonder how long would it take to hit bottom…
And how many times would the body bounce.
(Source: teamdaigurrenlagann)
As he held her and tasted her, and as she curved in further and further toward him, with her own lips, new to herself, drowned and engulfed in love, yet solaced and triumphant, he was thankful to have an existence at all, if only as a reflection in her wet eyes.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night (via voixdouce)(Source: fitzgeraldquotes)
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