And I Can’t Help But To Run My Fingers Down Your Spine Like You Are My Favorite Book. But I Still Cannot

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Okto residence, Miami. Touzet Studio Design and Architecture. 

The capacity to be alone is the capacity to love. It may look paradoxical to you, but it is not. It is an existential truth: only those people who are capable of being alone are capable of love, of sharing, of going into the deepest core of the other person—without possessing the other, without becoming dependent on the other, without reducing the other to a thing, and without becoming addicted to the other.

Osho  (via funeral)

I think one of my favorite feelings is laughing with someone and realizing half way through how much you enjoy them and their existence.

(via moj-svijet-u-bojii)

Loughrigg Fell, England. photo by James Green