frostxinsouciant:

"Yeah, and, I wouldn’t be here if I don’t want you to…"

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"Right. Me too. So, what are you doing here?"

frostxinsouciant:

"Right. Still, I’m sorry."

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"It’s alright. I mean, we both want it."

frostxinsouciant:

"——I’m sorry. I looked like I’m forcing you…"

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"It’s actually kind of working. So, it’s fine, I guess."

frostxinsouciant:

"Oh, you want me to figure you out?" — "I say that… you are on relapse. I thought you said that you want to move on?"

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"I want to! Can’t you see that I’m trying to? If I wasn’t, I wouldn’t be here with you!"

frostxinsouciant:

"That’s how I was raised, you know? That’s how my father raised me." —— "Oh, the single relapse acting up?"

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"Hmm.. Right." — "Well, I guess so? Why don’t you figure it out?"

Reblog if you’d care if I deleted my Tumblr.

frostxinsouciant:

You see, I’m actually the sweetest guy that you’ll ever come across— say, how have you been?"

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"Mhm.. And you’re over confident sometimes, Leo." — "I’ve been… Kind of lonely and good at the same time. How about you?"

[ xmarcodeluca ]

"Can you— can you tell Damien that I miss him?"

frostxinsouciant:

If you put it that way, then, yes.”

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"Are you…… sure?"

"You do realize you’re talking about a fictional character, right?":

backrowforlife:

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“I have always been a reader; I have read at every stage of my life, and there has never been a time when reading was not my greatest joy. And yet I cannot pretend that the reading I have done in my adult years matches in its impact on my soul the reading I did as a child. I still believe in stories. I still forget myself when I am in the middle of a good book. Yet it is not the same. Books are, for me, it must be said, the most important thing; what I cannot forget is that there was a time when they were at once more banal and more essential than that. When I was a child, books were everything. And so there is in me, always, a nostalgic yearning for the lost pleasure of books. It is not a yearning that one ever expects to be fulfilled.”
Diane SetterfieldThe Thirteenth Tale (via duttonbooks)
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