Life should be a passionate affair not an old bitter marriage
She started writing notes and keeping them under her pillow, and then she started writing them on her pillowcase, hoping they would help her have better dreams. And if she couldn’t sleep, she could just read them and be reminded of something so stunningly beautiful that her heart would swell and her bones would sigh and for just a second, the world would not seem like it was going to crush her.
|—||Emily Brontë (via tuileries)|
Today is the 10th Anniversary of the this magical moment
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