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the thought of someone else touching you makes me sick to my stomach (via 80st)

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We assume others show love the same way we do — and if they don’t, we worry it’s not there. Everyone has their own love language. That’s one of the most important lessons I’ve ever learned. (via decalf)

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Even if we’re married for 23 years,
I still want you to flirt with me. A novel written by me.  (via bl-ossomed)

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You know so much about me and yet you don’t understand me. To know is not to understand. We could know everything and still not understand anything. Antonio Porchia  (via 090108)

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How weird it is to think I used to not know of your existence. I somehow lived my life without ever knowing you were a person. Once we met though, god I haven’t been able to get you out of my head since. It’s hard to imagine I used to be able to live my life without you consuming my head with thoughts. kmr (disastrous-heartache)

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shawnali:

The first time I held a human brain in Anatomy Lab I was completely speechless. I looked at my classmates expecting a similar reaction and they looked back at me confused like…”dude let’s start identifying the structures.” I had to take a step back and let it process…in my hands was someone’s entire life. From start to finish, every memory, every emotion, every bodily control…was right there in my hands. 

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