sweetlittlewallflower: “There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,There is a rapture on the lonely shore,There is society, where none intrudes,By the deep sea, and music in its roar:I love not man the less, but Nature more.” ―George Gordon Byron

sweetlittlewallflower: “There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,There is a rapture on the lonely shore,There is society, where none intrudes,By the deep sea, and music in its roar:I love not man the less, but Nature more.” ―George Gordon Byron

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Sweetlittlewallflower: “You Have Ravish’d Me Away By A Power I Cannot Resist.” ― John Keats

Sweetlittlewallflower: “It Isn’t Given To Us To Know Those Rare Moments When People Are Wide Open And The Lightest Touch Can Wither Or Heal.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald

Sweetlittlewallflower: Wrapture. ^_~

Sweetlittlewallflower: “Deep Into That Darkness Peering, Long I Stood There, Wondering, Fearing, Doubting, Dreaming Dreams No Mortal Ever Dared To Dream Before.” ― Edgar Allan Poe

Sweetlittlewallflower: “If Ever There Is Tomorrow When We’re Not Together… There Is Something You Must Always Remember. You Are Braver Than You Believe, Stronger Than You Seem, And Smarter Than You Think. But The Most Important Thing Is, Even If

Sweetlittlewallflower: “Not Much Touches Us, But We Long To Be Touched. We Lie Awake At Night Willing The Darkness To Part And Show Us A Vision.” ― Jeanette Winterson

Sweetlittlewallflower: “She Was A Lovely Lady, With A Romantic Mind And Such A Sweet Mocking Mouth.” ― J.m. Barrie

Sweetlittlewallflower: “A Curve Does Not Exist In Its Full Power Until Contrasted With A Straight Line.” ― Robert Henri

Sweetlittlewallflower: “I Feel Like A Wet Seed Wild In The Hot Blind Earth.” ― William Faulkner

Sweetlittlewallflower: Under Wear. ^_~

Quietobservation: Tie Your Love Around My Neck, Pull Me In And Draw Me Close. For Me There Is None But You…

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