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'I have all these things that I want to say to her, like… Like how I can tell she's a lonely person, even if other people can't. Cause I know what it feels like to be lost and lonely and invisible.'
The Double (2013)

'I have all these things that I want to say to her, like… Like how I can tell she's a lonely person, even if other people can't. Cause I know what it feels like to be lost and lonely and invisible.'

The Double (2013)

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girlswillbeboys:

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so into cozy white painted apartments

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artperv:

Here’s my number. Promise you’ll call?

I swear.

can some1 look @ me like that perhaps? no? okay

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cankered:

" I miss you. I miss not touching each other. Not seeing each other, not breathing in each other. I want you. All the time. No one else.”
from Blue is the Warmest Color
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cankered:

" I miss you. I miss not touching each other. Not seeing each other, not breathing in each other. I want you. All the time. No one else.

from Blue is the Warmest Color

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“I have all these things that I want to say to her. Like how I can tell she’s a lonely person, even if other people can’t. Cause I know what it feels like to be lost and lonely and invisible.”
The Double (2013) dir. Richard Ayoade
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I have all these things that I want to say to her. Like how I can tell she’s a lonely person, even if other people can’t. Cause I know what it feels like to be lost and lonely and invisible.”

The Double (2013) dir. Richard Ayoade

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It was as if I was completely alone in the universe. As if my whole body was filled with loneliness and tears.
(Nymphomaniac, 2013)

It was as if I was completely alone in the universe. As if my whole body was filled with loneliness and tears.

(Nymphomaniac, 2013)

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My ears hear what others cannot hear; small faraway things people cannot normally see are visible to me. These senses are the fruits of a lifetime of longing, longing to be rescued, to be completed. Just as the skirt needs the wind to billow, I’m not formed by things that are of myself alone.

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