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2 5 chaotic good & pretty in pink

[hwhwgwhnwnwbwbwg-deactivated202]

Ranata Suzuki

[lone-nyctophile]

There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.

- F. Scott Fitzgerald

[remanence-of-love]

[weltenwellen]

May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude

[fairycosmos]

god i love coming home and being at home and sitting inside my home and staying home

[farahholtofficial-blog]

#TB Amanda Wakeley

Wearing: Amanda Wakeley

Necklaces: http://www.amandawakeley.com/store/accessories/jewellery

The year: 2014 “Beach14”

Lookbook: http://www.amandawakeley.com/store/campaigns/beach2014

Place: Barbados

[betyoudunnome]

shook to my absolute core that this is Sarah Holt!!!!!

[angelslant]

when i have a crush i dont kick my feet or twirl my hair instead i am in my kitchen at 3am pacing in circles with my hands clasped behind my back like a middle-aged divorced detective haunted by a cold case he just cant crack

[betyoudunnome]

this is cute but my hair is most definitely being twirled

[makomoriz]

i hope the anonymous person who sent the "i used to live in your house. i'm drunk in boston and it's the only address i know. happy holidays" postcard is aware that they wrote my favourite poem

[eatsoylentgreen]

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

Quotes by Sylvia Plath, The Journals of Sylvia Plath

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

Quote from "Excuses For Why We Failed At Love" by warson shire

[oneshoteveryday]

“Tell her ur gay” (written at the receiver of a telephone booth)

[betyoudunnome]

[surqrised]

“We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken.”

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

{Quotes:Nitya prakash/Richard siken ,crush}

[the-oddest-inkling]

Nobody understands the bond between a girl and the mediocre book she read when she was 13 years old.

[feral-ballad]

Yanyi, from Dream of the Divided Field: Poems; “The Friend”

[Text ID: “stop fighting, but I am not / fighting. I am noticing / where I don’t exist. / I should leave.”]

[betyoudunnome]

[weltenwellen]

Ocean Vuong, from “Someday I’ll Love Ocean Vuong”, Night Sky with Exit Wounds