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Sweet Seals For You, Always

Love Begins
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Cosimo Galluzzi
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if i look back, i am lost

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Noah Kahan
art blog(derogatory)

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@theartofmadeline
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@hanacadillac
this blog is a museum of my heart
tumblr is like a pseudo afterlife because everyone on here was supposed to kill themselves a long time ago
That’s so fucking true
Doreen Chloe, from I KNOW HOW THIS ENDS
my top hobbies are shame and embarrassment but i also occasionally dabble in envy
been getting into regret recently i think i've got a knack for it
girl shocked to discover that inaction can have consequences too
— June Gehringer, ‘I get so jealous of euthanized dogs’ (via lunamonchtuna)
@ryebreadgf / The Truth About Grief, Fortesa Latifi / bone deep, m.v.e / Sidewalk, Richard Silken / unknown / 60 hours, m.v.e / @itsblackleader / Salt, Nayyirah Waheed / @heavensghost
What do you mean this isn't some horrible nightmare?
What do you mean this is my life now?
“It ends or it doesn’t. That’s what you say. That’s how you get through it. The tunnel, the night, the pain, the love. It ends or it doesn’t. If the sun never comes up, you find a way to live without it. If they don’t come back, you sleep in the middle of the bed, learn how to make enough coffee for yourself alone. Adapt. Adjust. It ends or it doesn’t. It ends or it doesn’t. We do not perish.”
— Caitlyn Siehl, It Ends or it Doesn’t
the most fun a girl can have is finding parallels, noticing patterns, making connections, contemplating
i think ultimately you do really have to kill that part of your brain that vividly imagines how you would redo parts of your life.
mind if I come over and behave somewhat like a scared animal before I adjust
Margaret Atwood, “The Blind Assassin.”
Miranda July, The First Bad Man