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[love]

By Sophie Weasley

[matthieuvenot]

Matthieu Venot l 2017

[magsislove-blog]

[otherkinwords]

Dreams, even the bad ones, were the last way I could reach out and touch my mother. And even that figment of her was better than nothing at all.

Emily Bain Murphy, The Disappearances (via otherkinwords)

[poisonedeweth]

supercut // lorde

[buttonpoetry]

I feel most like my mother’s son when I am lonely.

Hieu Minh Nguyen - “Notes on Staying” (via buttonpoetry)

[buttonpoetry]

I danced like my demons were watching.

Yesika Salgado - “On The Bad Days” (via buttonpoetry)

[mikeronfurley]

[otherkinwords]

No more fear, no more fear, I’m in love

Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, Red Eyes And Tears (via otherkinwords)

[glowdetails]

@ miller harris london (2017) 

[3aminthejungle]

[a-stupid-crybaby]

the front bottoms // legit tattoo gun

[otherkinwords]

Sometimes I think I could have told him part of it, but that’s the thing with secrets. They’re leaky; you can’t decide to share the bits that suit you without a million questions oozing out. You have to solder a part of yourself shut.

Erin Kelly, He Said She Said (via otherkinwords)

[anthony-samaniego]

I guess I wasn’t “colourful” enough.  - multiple exposures shot on medium format film instagram

[otherkinwords]

You could sometimes want to run. You could sometimes want to run out your window, off your roof, down the street, deep, deep into the unlit heart of an emptied town.

Joshua Gaylord, When We Were Animals (via otherkinwords)

[lakemichiganbaby-deactivated202]

i want to live in the peaceful feeling you get underwater where everything sounds softer and the lights are all tinged blue and the world feels silky and light and surreal

[lovelysuggestions]

You are my home. The space on your chest where my head fits perfectly is home. Your smell, your voice, your eyes. They’re all home. My heart is with you, and they say home is where the heart is right?