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[bnmxfld]

“people go but how they left always stays”

— Rupi Kaur // milk and honey (via qvotable)

[noetig]

[bled]

[andantegrazioso-deactivated2018]

[uptional]

[joinchapter]

[british-v0gue]

[goodreadss]

“I don’t care, I love you anyhow. It is too late to turn you out of my heart. Part of you lives here.”

— Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait in Letters (via goodreadss)

[swingsetqueen]

[melisica]

[perrfectly]

[untrustyou]

[timbllr]

[sickpage]

[sediti0n]

[imoutsidelookingin]

Kantyphotographers

[wordscanbeenough]

“– and I shall think of you / Whenever I am most happy, whenever I am / Most sad, whenever I see a beautiful thing. You are a burning lamp to me, a flame / The wind cannot blow out, and I shall hold you / High in my hand against whatever darkness.”

— Edna St. Vincent Millay, from Three Plays; “The Lamp and the Bell,” (via soracities)