...the little book of secrets...


Alice and her Mad hatter


She smiled at him, making sure that the smile gathered up everything inside her and directed it toward him, making him a profound promise of herself for so little, for the beat of a response, the assurance of a complimentary vibration in him.

– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via taramarie) (via myownmelt) (via mynoisyheart) (via isthisblood) (via dreamawaymydear) Via Indulgence
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