Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Mike Driver
cherry valley forever

Love Begins
Sweet Seals For You, Always
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

blake kathryn
NASA
will byers stan first human second
occasionally subtle
taylor price
almost home
YOU ARE THE REASON

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Sade Olutola
ojovivo

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@caffra
I bet if we dusted her heart for fingerprints, we’d only find yours.
Rudy Francisco (via wordsnquotes)
I'm a slut for sunsets and stars and soft rain and wind and flowers
Do not let anyone strip you down and burn you to the ground, this includes yourself. You do not need to rise from unnecessary ashes to become something beautiful.
Michelle K. (via wordsnquotes)
Catching feelings is bullshit. I’m just eating french fries why i gotta think about kissing you? Fuck you
TRANS PEOPLE ARE NOT A BURDEN
Henri Matisse, Danseuse acrobate, c. 1931-32
Lithograph.
When men talk of women and girls in terms of legal/not legal, what they’re really saying is “I already sexually objectify this child and would attempt to fuck her if there were no laws in the way.”
You can’t deny that is fucking scary.
Sometimes there are things that just sort of vaguely seem wrong, but you can’t put your finger on why…until it’s worded like this, and suddenly everything slides into place and you feel like someone punched you in the gut.
Doris Totten Chase | Henry Art Gallery
Don’t be afraid to suffer—take your heaviness /and give it back to the earth’s own weight; / the mountains are heavy, the oceans are heavy.
Rainer Maria Rilke, from The Poetry of Rilke; “Sonnets to Orpheus” (via weltenwellen)
flashbacks of the french country