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And he loves her. He loves her like he can never grab enough of her between his fingers. And no matter how close he gets, even when they make love, it never feels close enough.
Iain S. Thomas, Intentional Dissonance  (via nymphetisms)

(Source: OLD-SCHOOL-YARD)

I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth.
Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita (via ohfairies)

(Source: dormio)

Wow.

That was probably ONE of the worst things I could EVER learn from you.