olivia joy ϟ 17, romans 8:38-39, I love precipitation.
You don’t need water to feel like you’re drowning, do you?
by Jodi Picoult, Nineteen Minutes (via larmoyante)
(via cinnamonappletea)
You know that place between sleeping and awake, that place where you can still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always think of you.
by J.M. Barrie (via acraeus)
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