Squash.

Robert, that's all.

The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to have got inside him, or into the air all around him. She had become a physical necessity.

1984, George Orwell (via beatboxgoesthump)

(Source: ryandonato, via past-the-con)

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