He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights (via thatkindofwoman)

(Source: observando)

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Arabella - Arctic Monkeys 

My days end best when this sunset gets itself
Behind that little lady sitting on the passenger side
It’s much less picturesque without her catching the light
The horizon tries but it’s just not as kind on the eyes

As Arabella

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