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I always have such need to merely talk to you. Even when I have nothing to talk about – with you I just seem to go right ahead and sort of invent it. I invent it for you. Because I never seem to run out of tenderness for you and because I need to feel you near. Excuse the bad writing and excuse the emotional overflow. What I mean to say, perhaps, is that, in a way, I am never empty of you; not for a moment, an instant, a single second.

Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vita Sackville-West (via swingmeyourbones)

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degasdad

honestly and “while we were here” is such holiday goals tbh

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Michael Buthe, SMAK Ghent

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Peter Hoffmann

stevenrosas

Being alone in the long run is far better than being with someone who doesn’t appreciate your worth. Know the difference between what you’re getting and what you deserve. There comes a time when you have to stop crossing oceans for the people who won’t even jump a puddle for you.

(via stevenrosas)

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“that’s my baby” - me at myself

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no other person on this planet was made for you, they were made for themselves. love is all about choices. no one is going to be perfect for you, and i think we need to stop raising everyone on the belief that someone out there, just one other person in the whole world, was “made for you” because it isn’t true. no one is made for you, besides you. other people belong to themselves. if you want to make it work with someone, it’s about hard work, understanding, compassion, communication, and choice

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proof that sometimes the best thing is being your own biggest supporter

abiotic

If it’s what you truly want… I can wear her skin over mine. Her hair over mine. Her hands as gloves. Her teeth as confetti. Her scalp, a cap. Her sternum, my bedazzled cane. We can pose for a photograph all three of us. Immortalised… you and your perfect girl.

Beyoncé: Lemonade, Anger (via abiotic)