““I’m restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.””— Anaïs Nin, Fire (via naturaekos)
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“he was like Apollo, a shining sun, a glowing edifice to all that I desired and I was his Icarus and how I fell oh, how I fell”— “i would die again to see that face” C.E.F.