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Love liberates. It doesn’t bind. Love says. ‘I love you. I love you if you’re in China. I love you if you’re across town. I love you if you’re in Harlem. I love you. I would like to be near you. I’d like to have your arms around me. I’d like to hear your voice in my ear. But that’s not possible now. So I love you. Go.’
— Maya Angelou (via offbeatjaz)
(Source: jordanboboltz, via wrists)
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Nobody is perfect until you fall in love with them.
— (via baby-makemesmile)
(Source: macyyleexo, via blame-it-on-the-adderall)
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