Either it is or it isnât. C'est la vie.
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tannertan36
noise dept.
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

ellievsbear
RMH

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@theartofmadeline

⣠Chile in a Photography âŁ

Origami Around

#extradirty
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Show & Tell

Kiana Khansmith
Sweet Seals For You, Always

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@blondee-buddha
Either it is or it isnât. C'est la vie.
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I donât have the slightest clue what it is about you, but your soul is so familiar. Itâs as if we danced and laughed and drank in a prior life. And I want to do it all over again in this one.
(via raysofthesun)
Please listen. My cousin (best friend) wrote this song. It means the world to me đ
Be free. 35mm film
[âŠ] I was discovering the properties and the language of my soul. For the first time I separated myself from everyone else, and decided to change everything. My soul was a solid, both transparent and capable of erupting. It stayed motionless in time and space: it went along challenging itself, always courting what seemed impossible to my reason and inaccessible to my body. I had to aim well above myself if I did not want to be only me.
HélÚne Cixous, from Inside (Schocken, 1969)
The day you left, I realised you were a rogue planet. That you didnât orbit around anyone or anything. That you had no solar system and you found your way into mine, into my orbit, to stay with me just for a little while. But I couldnât keep you. You werenât meant to be a part of me. Our love was like the sun, ninety-nine percent of this solar system, but not nearly enough to keep you. Some things are more beautiful because they donât belong to anyone or anything. That is how I would like to remember you. As something too wild for me to keep, rather than a thing that threw the sun away.
Nikita Gill, Rogue Planet (via meanwhilepoetry)
Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you werenât having any of those.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via hecatese)
I fell in love like the sun fell in love with the moon, still knowing that they could never be together.
Amairani M. GarcĂa
original: âMe enamorĂ© como se enamorĂł el sol de la luna, aĂșn sabiendo que nunca podrĂan estar juntos.â
(via wordsnquotes)
i wish animated lizzie mcguire would show up and act out whatâs going on in my life
Catching up on some reading.
Thermal Hot Springs, Idaho
My fav pub in London.
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this is one of the prettiest pictures Iâve ever seen