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[flawlessbeautyqueens]

Zoë Kravitz photographed by Alexander Saladrigas

[madisen]

“dark and feathery and chirping, perched behind rigid organs, is a fluttering thing that whistles about the city and the blurry film photographs we’d take of us kissing and laughing dizzily in the shadows, where we can smile and fall in love with the glowing neon signs, kept secret by passing strangers who do not know us, but might be sad if they did. we are not sad at all. not right now, anyway. we are teeming with the deep-down voices that never get to take the stage. our hands squeeze each other’s hungrily, until they don’t. until we say goodnight on some unpoetic corner that i’ll memorize for the days when i am too old to be careless, tucking ourselves into different stories where we are both the hero, and no one is the villain.”

— madisen kuhn | something, together

[artbyjuju]

adulthood is realising no one cares about you and the show must go on

[bunnyjennyphoto]

[summersweeet]

via weheartit

[libertyninteriors]

[jayalvarrez]

[thefrontrange]

[elladaa]

[aseaofquotes]

Anna Quindlen, Being Perfect

[coltre]

it’s a strange feeling.. knowing you can never predict when it will be you’ll see someone, or a place, for the last time.

[unspokengrief]

9.11.18

[supwojo]

“I know there may be universes out there where I made different choices and they led me somewhere else, led me to someone else. And my heart breaks for every single version of me that didn’t end up with you.”

— Taylor Jenkins Reid, Maybe in Another Life (via books-n-quotes)

[aureat]

I hope you all find someone who gives you cute names and tells you it’s adorable when you do embarrassing things and hugs you when it’s early in the morning and makes you feel like you have a whole disneyland fireworks show going off inside your body and never ever lets you go 

[i-booped-your-nose]

How often do you think we write our own ending before the story is even finished? How often do we give up on ourselves when our lives are just starting? Things get hard and we immediately back away and assume that means we’re going in the wrong direction, doing the wrong thing. If anything, when the waters get thick, that’s our sign to keep going.

rachel van dyken (via i-boop-yer-nose)

[just2000s]

[lagunavibe]