Life Imitates Art

L’amour fait les plus grandes douceurs et les plus sensibles infortunes de la vie.

[haveamercy-blog]

There is perfection, somewhere.

There must be.

[thoughts-memories]

[thoughts-memories]

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Only cold breeze of freedom can make me feel beautiful.

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Never gonna change till the day I die

[thoughts-memories]

[regular-love]

[love-abia]

Surfing the Moon by Abi Ashra (Tumblr)

[wnq-writers]

I was naive enough to believe you. You were cruel enough to let me.

Amanda Vegas  (via wnq-writers)

fuck?

[haveamercy-blog]

Merci “beaucoup”

I stopped believing that you were god as I realized that I created you.

The perfection of your existence was just a part of my imagination.

[haveamercy-blog]

You can’t change the faith of your soul.

“destiné à être.”

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- my soul is blue

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No caption needed.

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You can’t kill a murdered soul. Butterflies are beautiful, but not when they fly inside me.

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Please don't be just another flame.

None.

[haveamercy-blog]

stay high

[love-personal]