Sleep Depravity Shall Kill Me.

— V, from “excerpt from a book i will never write” (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

Text me when the ache of my absence stirs your heart.

— danagray

15 March, 1937 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

Everytime I see you, my heart skips a beat.

Everytime I see you, all those feelings come rushing back.

I thought I'll be over you, but I'm not.

I thought that writing about you might help me forget you-

I thought wrong.

I would love to leave this world for some cosmic experience- death.

John Keats, from a letter to Fanny Brawne, featured in The Selected Letters of John Keats