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She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood.

— Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things

Posted on May 28th (2:42am), 1 day ago
I want to talk with you forever. I remember every word you’ve ever said to me. If only I could visit you as a foreigner goes into a new country, learn the language of you, wander past all borders into every private and secret place, I would stay forever. I would become a citizen of you. You would say it’s too soon to feel this. You would ask how I could be so certain. But some things can’t be measured by time. Ask me an hour from now. Ask me a month from now. A year, lifetime. The way I love you will outlast every calendar, clock, and every toll of every bell that will ever be cast.

— Lisa Kleypas (via venebelle)

Posted on Apr 4th (3:09am), 1 month ago
“You always hurt the one you love, the one you shouldn’t hurt at all. You always take the sweetest rose,crush it ‘til the petals fall. You always break the kindest heart, with a hasty word you can’t recall. So, if I broke your heart last night, it’s because I love you most of all…”

“You always hurt the one you love,
the one you shouldn’t hurt at all.
You always take the sweetest rose,
crush it ‘til the petals fall.
You always break the kindest heart,
with a hasty word you can’t recall.
So, if I broke your heart last night,
it’s because I love you most of all…

I hold it true, whate’er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
‘Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.

— Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Posted on Apr 3rd (11:29pm), 1 month ago
adventuresinbelgium.tumblr.com

I’m going to live somewhere in French-speaking Belgium from August 2012 to July 2013. If you want to keep updated on my adventures, follow this blog. 

*I’ll still post the usual pictures on here, at least until August 2012, and longer than that if I have an easy access to internet 

Posted on Apr 2nd (7:14pm), 1 month ago
Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.

— Nicole Krauss

Posted on Mar 21st (1:00am), 2 months ago
My room

My room

Pillow Talk is a project aiming to connect long distance lovers. Each person has a ring sensor they wear to bed at night, and a flat fabric panel which slots inside their pillowcase. The ring wirelessly communicates with the other person’s pillow; when one person goes to bed, their lover’s pillow begins to glow softly to indicate their presence. Placing your head on the pillow allows you to hear the real-time heartbeat of your loved one.

Pillow Talk is a project aiming to connect long distance lovers. Each person has a ring sensor they wear to bed at night, and a flat fabric panel which slots inside their pillowcase. The ring wirelessly communicates with the other person’s pillow; when one person goes to bed, their lover’s pillow begins to glow softly to indicate their presence. Placing your head on the pillow allows you to hear the real-time heartbeat of your loved one.

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