The truth is – I just haven’t met anyone who… well, whom I’m attracted to, even though part of me longs for those trembling knees, heart-in-my-mouth, butterflies-in-my-belly, sleepless nights. Sometimes I wonder if there’s something wrong with me. Perhaps I’ve spent too long in the company of my literary romantic heroes, and consequently my ideals and expectations are far too high.
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Grand Jazz Band, 1944. Jean Dubuffet.
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Elevador da Bica em Lisboa | Portugal (by hivaoa_insoo | via vacuidad)
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