A thousand pieces of broken glass

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Familia

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My pocket book is empty, My heart is full of pain I’m a thousand miles from home just.. Waiting for the train.

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with faust in los angeles. looking for more talent for this series. message me if interested.

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So therefore I dedicate myself, to my art, my sleep, my dreams, my labors, my suffrances, my loneliness, my unique madness, my endless absorption and hunger because I cannot dedicate myself to any fellow being.

Jack Kerouac (via idontknowwww33)

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Family .

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found myself in the middle of nowhere

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sponsored 

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