Doug Jones
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YOU ARE THE REASON
Mike Driver

Love Begins

Andulka
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

tannertan36
almost home
Not today Justin
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The Bowery Presents
Cosmic Funnies

Product Placement
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@baconandbeauty
And when the day comes and you’re alone again. She’s no longer by your side and you see i’m happy and start to miss me. Don’t. Don’t pick up the phone and text me “How are you?” Don’t feed me another lie that “You’re finally ready to move on with me.” Just don’t. Because the day you chose her was the day you lost every chance with me.
go for a drive at midnight and forget you have school the next day. stop waiting for friday. live now. do it now. take risks. tell secrets. dream big and fight for what you believe in. this life is yours. when are you going to realize that you can do whatever you want?
cwote (via mercury)
If you could go anywhere in the world right now would it be to a ‘where’ or to a ‘who?
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And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.
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Gil Cope, from Creative Black Book: Photography (1985)
Wherever you go, go with all your heart.
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