Do you ever just fall in love with a whole company and just kind of

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People aggravate me to no end.

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I think about you. But I don’t say it anymore. Marguerite Duras, Hiroshima, Mon Amour (1959)

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You smell like home to me. Six Word Story (via blue-bug)

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