Sweet Tides

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"She had eyes like Sunday mornings."

- that’s beautiful (via tounou)

(Source: matthewhauptman, via 20th-june)

"How could I know you fit my body like a glove? You’re destroying me. You’re good for me. You’re destroying me. You’re good for me.

I have time. Please, devour me."

- Marguerite Duras, Hiroshima mon amour  (via ohdreaming)

(Source: frenchtwist, via 20th-june)