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Sometimes when I look at you, and you’re looking back at me, I can see something. This teeny wheeny hint of something more, something you’re feeling but can’t say. When our eyes meet, it’s like we’re instantly connected. And I know no one catches it but me and you, but I like it that way. It’s like our own little secret; a place we go to when everything around us is crazy and we just need some semblance of normal.
— (via runawaytrain) (via madaboutkemkem)
Reblogged from pocket full of unexposed films
