I know you been hurt by someone else. I can tell by the way you carry yourself.
Take Care // Drake ft. Rihanna (via sorrowskitchen)
Cosimo Galluzzi
Xuebing Du

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NASA

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

oozey mess
Keni
DEAR READER
taylor price
Jules of Nature

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noise dept.

if i look back, i am lost
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
trying on a metaphor
Noah Kahan
Sade Olutola
occasionally subtle

Kiana Khansmith
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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@solodianna
I know you been hurt by someone else. I can tell by the way you carry yourself.
Take Care // Drake ft. Rihanna (via sorrowskitchen)
Yes, yes yes.
Few things leave a deeper mark on a reader than the first book that finds it's way into his heart. Those first images, the echo of words we think we have left behind, accompany us throughout our lives and sculpt a palace in our memory...
I believe that nothing happens by chance. Deep down, things have their secret plan, even though we don't understand it.
"A veces me pregunto si me pasa algo. Quizá he dedicado demasiado tiempo a mis románticos héroes literarios, y por eso mis ideales y mis expectativas son excesivamente elevados. Pero en la vida real nadie me ha hecho sentir así. "
Cincuenta Sombras de Grey (via karhynacherry)
I just want...
Como nos enseña Freud, la mujer desea lo contrario de lo que piensa o declara, lo cual, no es tan terrible porque el hombre, como nos enseña Perogrullo, obedece por contra al dictado de su aparato genital o digestivo.
La sombra del viento.
Si me hubiera parado a pensarlo, hubiera comprendido que mi devoción por Clara no era más que una fuente de sufrimiento. Quizás por eso la adoraba más, por esa estupidez eterna de perseguir a los que nos hacen daño.
Carlos Ruiz Zafón
Peeeeta♥
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