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being famous must be so hard they probably have to shave their legs like everyday

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"I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth. She could fade and wither - I didn’t care. I would still go mad with tenderness at the mere sight of her face."

Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita (via catholicschoolprincess)

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