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I’m full of love, and nobody wants it. //Dylan Klebold
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You don’t love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear. //Oscar Wilde
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She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there, leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together. //J.D. Salinger
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I don’t want just words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go. //F. Scott Fizgerald
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Zdrów na twarzy, lecz w sercu głębokie ma rany. //Adam Mickiewicz
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If you love deeply, you’re going to get hurt badly. But it’s still worth it. //C.S. Lewis
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I’ve always had a terrible weakness for beautiful but sad things. //Sylvain Reynard
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Tak bardzo boję się stracić coś, co kocham, że nie chcę kochać niczego. //Jonathan Safran Foer
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Most people who commit suicide are dead long before they pull the trigger.
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Szczęściem jest być dla kogoś żywym kolorem, który po latach nie wyblaknie. //Kurt Cobain
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And when I asked you how you’d been, I meant I missed you more than I’ve ever missed anything before. //Iain Thomas
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To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don’t need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself. //Thich Nhat Hanh
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