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Kiana Khansmith
will byers stan first human second
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
The Bowery Presents

Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
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@mellamoami
i love her so much omg, babyyy
Malo ti se slomi srce svaki put kad se setiš nekih stvari i to je okej
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no te vayas
Martina Mlinarević Sopta
How do we forgive our fathers? Maybe in a dream. Do we forgive our fathers for leaving us too often, or forever, when we were little? Maybe for scaring us with unexpected rage, or making us nervous because there never seemed to be any rage there at all? Do we forgive our fathers for marrying, or not marrying, our mothers? Or divorcing, or not divorcing, our mothers? And shall we forgive them for their excesses of warmth or coldness? Shall we forgive them for pushing, or leaning? For shutting doors or speaking through walls? For never speaking, or never being silent? Do we forgive our fathers in our age, or in theirs? Or in their deaths, saying it to them or not saying it. If we forgive our fathers, what is left?
Thomas Builds-the-Fire, Smoke Signals (Sherman Alexie)
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samoo haha
Chopin, Nocturne No.21 in C minor op. posth.
Elisabeth Leonskaja, piano
[Puigaudeau, L'Office du soir]
beautiful❤️
found a place to rest my head
Airports see more sincere kisses than wedding halls. The walls of hospitals have heard more prayers than the walls of churches.
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Kad ti umre voljena osoba, patiš, lomiš se..ali vremenom shvatiš jednostavno da je nema, da je tako moralo biti. Ali šta sa onom osobom koja je živa, a nije pored tebe ? Kako sebi da objasniš da je nema, da je tako moralo biti ? Ili još gore.. Blizu je tebe, viđaš je..a znaš da tebi ne pripada..