February 2012
275 posts
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Our kiss is a secret handshake, a password.
We love like spies, like...
– Mindy Nettifee, “This is the Nonsense of Love” (via fleurishes)
Clementine: Joely? Joel: yeah, Tangerine? Clementine: am I ugly? when I was a kid, I thought I was. I can’t believe I’m crying already. sometimes I think people don’t understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don’t matter. so, I’m eight, and I have these toys, these dolls. my favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call ‘Clementine’ and I keep yelling at her, “you can’t be ugly! be...