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— Central Park, New York City — Barcelona, Spain — Rio de Janeiro, Brazil — Male, Maldives — Niagra Falls, USA/Canadian border — Tulip fields, Holand — Egyptian Pyramids — Artificial Islands, Dubai — Venice, Italia — Santiago, Chile

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Right. Here is it everything you ever wanted to know about fashion cuts, trends, style, all in one post.

Every example of a trend that existed is list in the above post. So get to know your styles, perfect your image and enjoy mixing trends and different eras together. 😍👌👌

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OH MY GOD I FEEL LIKE I’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS FOR A WHILE NOW

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You wake up every morning to fight the same demons that left you so tired the night before, and that, my love, is bravery.

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The problem with depression is

-You know you’ll be ok, but you still feel awful. -You know people love you, but it doesn’t feel like they do. -You know doing something will make you feel better, but you just don’t know how to. -You want to be well, but you just can’t seem to get there.

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SOMEONE SAID IT

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"Do you know that Jesus loves you?" by David Lopez

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A restless ocean heart By Niles King 19/11/2014

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okay they’re in order now lmfao

A POST ON HOW TO BE A GOOD COMMISSIONER

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I agree with everything except for the “It’s up to you!”-part. I don’t think this applies to all artists. I for example love if people give me freedom when it comes to a concept. Sure they can give me a vague idea of what they want included but I love if I can decide how I arrange it. While on the other hand I have a lot a harder time doing stuff that’s described really close. I cannot improvise in case I feel that something looks no good and feel really, really limited.

woke up this morning, and there you were beside me. holding me tight while i cried and tried to get a grip of my broken pieces. you asked me what's wrong and i said i was having a bad dream. and then you left for work, and i was lonely again. i count the hours in a day before i get to see you again. i wonder when i would feel better all by myself?...