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dead serious normalize having an average boring ass life where you have enough to meet your needs we do not need to be remarkable we just need to be alive

just started sobbing bc all of these member posts are really solidifying this for me, especially the ziam one (as you guys know were my source of happiness for so many years) it seems like the feeling is getting worse the more time is passing i'm just in disbelief

#the fucking picture zayn posted too.. fucking CHRIST #this is awful

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seeing so many people who haven’t been here for a while . we’re all family and will always be . what we got to experience is rare and precious . hope time will allow us to look back at it with joy and peace again . hugging all of you tight

this news is insane to process.. it's a shame that things ended this way, he was such a huge part of my teen years.

#looking at all of my old gifs and posts feels so strange rn

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Honestly thought I’d be like 78 years old before I’d get the news that a member of one direction died

#fucking insane actually

fortuneaday

[A white fortune cookie paper with blue text. Front: Doing what you like is freedom. Liking what you do is happiness. Lucky Numbers 9, 31, 21, 1, 8, 48 Back: Cherry, Chinese text (yīng) (táo)]

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a framed picture of legolas in the girl’s bathroom at this sushi place

#future home decor

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just a little man who would never ever even think about committing a crime.

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Postcard from the artist collective project THINK AGAIN

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Water lilies 睡蓮

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㋡🥀

mykgthco444

there’s love in long messages. in late night phone calls. love when laughs echo around us. when we dance. there’s love woven into your “i saw this and thought of you” or “i can give you the space you need” or “i am here”. there’s love in your eyes when you understand. and in your smile when you don’t but still try to. it’s in the food we share. flowing through the tips of our fingers when we touch. and intertwining when our thoughts flow together. there’s love captured in our photographs and even better, in our memories. days pass and there is love. always love, still.