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This blog is already closed but I'm keeping it because some of my followers still reblog from this account, and I actually just want to keep it. I'll be here from time to time so yeah, not that you care. ♡

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Sometimes skulls are thick. Sometimes hearts are vacant. Sometimes words don’t work.

James Frey (via nikkoley)

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collections that are raw as fuck ➝ zuhair murad f/w 2011-12

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That night I lost you, I lost something inside me. Or perhaps several things. Something central to my existence, the very support for who I am as a person.

Haruki Murakami (via durianquotes)

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The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.

T.S. Eliot (via fuckingcamilla)

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