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The perfect love letter in the world.

karimehometonight:

“Dear Jordana,

         Thank you for letting me explore your perfect body. I could drink your blood. You’re the only person I would allow to be shrunk down into a microscopic size and swim inside me in a tiny submersible machine. We’ve lost our virginity but it wasn’t like losing anything.  You’re too good for me. You’re too good for anyone. 

Sincerely, Oliver”  -Submarine 

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Te quiero para un café, dos cigarros, cien besos, mil caricias y toda la vida

— (via skybelowsea)
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How The Office became one of the greatest television series about the American dream

pollgold:

“One of the biggest lies Hollywood sells is that if you simply find the right person, every day of your life will be the greatest. But where that makes a great ending for a romantic comedy—or even, honestly, the original Office—it’s something that television struggles with, because there’s always the question of what happens next. In real life, love makes things more bearable, but it doesn’t singlehandedly provide fulfillment in every single aspect of life. Finding the right person can provide contentment and solace, but it doesn’t mean that you’re automatically fulfilled. The Office might have too frequently suggested on the surface that, say, Jim and Pam’s relationship had made both of them as happy as they could ever possibly be, but it always kept that tension between the two different forms of fulfillment bubbling along in the subtext. “

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Y debo decir que confío plenamente en la casualidad de haberte conocido. Que nunca intentaré olvidarte, y que si lo hiciera, no lo conseguiría. Que me encanta mirarte y que te hago mío con solo verte de lejos. Que adoro tus lunares y tu pecho me parece el paraíso. Que no fuiste el amor de mi vida, ni de mis días, ni de mi momento. Pero que te quise, y que te quiero, aunque estemos destinados a no ser.

—  Julio Cortázar (via lavitaealtrove)
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Claro que hay ocasiones en que uno está caminando por la calle y siente un olor o una brisa, escucha una canción o reconoce en un desconocido un gesto, y todo se vuelve a abrir, todo regresa, como una ola, como una bofetada.

— Por Favor Rebobinar (Alberto Fuguet). (via soyuncronopio)
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