I see you everywhere, in the stars, in the river, to me you’re everything that exists; the reality of everything. Virginia Woolf (via sad-plath)

(Source: sad-plath, via mi--rae)

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How do I keep going?

How do I exist knowing that you live and I live in the same world, same country, same city, and are apart?

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theimpossiblecool:

Walken.