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"The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to have got inside of him, or into the air all around him. She had become a physical necessity" - George Orwell, 1984 So beautiful.

I will Always remember that..With More to Come.. My Beautiful flip-flop Cowgirl <3

And I love it when in the middle of our kiss I can feel you smiling. - I can't wait to feel you smile.

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Oh yeah baby! When my head is on your chest & I hear your heart beat I feel like we are one. I feel complete. Ifeel safe as well. You will alwaus be tje one bae. I love you till the ☆☆☆☆'s fall from the sky ;

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june & johnny ~ a real love story

(johnny cash,june carter,love,paradise,coffee) im crying this is way to cute. i want a love like Johnny and June

#the #notebook - she wanted something else, something different, something more.  https://www.facebook.com/sungazing1/photos/a.136345136520324.30543.136336876521150/396886097132892/?type=1

"She wanted something else, something different, something more" -The Notebook > Love your singleness until this comes along and NEVER settle for second best because you're better than being someone's backup plan.

12. | 12 Quotes That Make You Wish F.Scott Fitzgerald Would Write You A Love Letter

12 Quotes That Make You Wish F.Scott Fitzgerald Would Write You A Love Letter

Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever me

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

This is part of the poem My Love is Lost by Judy Garland. 'twas not into my ear you whispered but into my heart. 'Twas not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

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