xeno
n. the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.
(Source: itwasreallyyou)
He knew why he wanted to kiss her. Because she was beautiful. And before that, because she was kind. And before that, because she was smart and funny. Because she was exactly the right kind of smart and funny. Because he could imagine taking a long trip with her without ever getting bored. Because whenever he saw something new and interesting, or new and ridiculous, he always wondered what she’d have to say about it—how many stars she’d give it and why.
Rainbow Rowell, Attachments (via larmoyante)
He had that smug confidence that only the unintelligent fall for
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The sting of irony’s judgment can be cruel. Cruel enough to make you question who your true friends and enemies are. In the hour of desperation, the first to answer is truth. When no one is looking whom shall the desolate man accept first, the cherry- bearing demon or the fiery angel who brings judgment? The desolate man will say, Breath life into me dark savior
nameless
What she craved was the darkness made by enfolding arms, the silence which is not solitude but compassion holding its breath
Edith Wharton
