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"His heart was like a sensitive plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the slightest touch of the finger, or the lightest breath of wind."

-Anne Brontë (via sadfag)

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"I could start fires with what I feel for you."

-Fires, David Ramirez (via georgiangentility)

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Winter Winds — Mumford & Sons

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I’m just a shell of what I once was.

- 19 May 2013