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Tina - 15 - Human - Amsterdam
Jan 23 '12
We never love anyone. What we love is the idea we have of someone. It’s our own concept — our own selves — that we love.
— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via iwantyourmoney)

(Source: divine-despair)

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