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(via bl-ossomed)

If they don’t love your mind, then they don’t love you at all. Love speaks to the pilot, the essence, the very soul of the vessel, the part that is in control, the only place love can exist in its purest form. It is a twisted, invisible reality.

Why would you love someone who doesn’t care about the labyrinth that is your mind? Someone who didn’t wonder what is locked behind your doors, or what exactly is at the end of your maze? I don’t know why you would let someone in who wasn’t curious.

Find an inquisitive one, they won’t get boring.

(via mofobian)

(Source: moeyhashy, via mofobian)