My heart is warm with the friends I make,
And better friends I’ll not be knowing,
Yet there isn’t a train I wouldn’t take,
No matter where it’s going. Edna St. Vincent Millay, The Selected Poetry (via hqlines)
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I love the rain. I love how it softens the outlines of things. The world becomes softly blurred, and I feel like I melt right into it. Hanamoto Hagumi, from Honey and Clover  (via bl-ossomed)

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