Today's Document
Cosimo Galluzzi
cherry valley forever
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

izzy's playlists!
almost home
AnasAbdin
taylor price
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ellievsbear
styofa doing anything
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

Product Placement
Mike Driver
Show & Tell

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

Discoholic 🪩
seen from Bolivia

seen from United States

seen from Australia
seen from Malaysia
seen from T1
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia

seen from Malaysia

seen from United States
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seen from United States
seen from Iraq
seen from Costa Rica

seen from Germany
seen from T1
seen from Türkiye
seen from Vietnam
seen from United States
seen from Argentina
@speechless-ss
Maybe it’s supposed to be this way: me moving at the speed of light, always running, but never actually getting to the place I want to end up at. Never able to find it among the fragments of imagination and reality I try to piece together in my head. Maybe I never really wanted to understand that you’ve been following me all this time. At a distance, but always close enough to catch a glimpse of me, to make sure I was doing okay. That I was moving forward. You never wanted me to stand still, not even when I took off without you. I am so far ahead of you now that I can’t take it back, no matter what I say, no matter what kind of ridiculous excuse I come up with. I never made you angry, I only ever made you sad. Now I can’t help thinking that I messed up big time. That there was no clearer way for you to say I love you, and that I just never stopped to listen, because I never thought it possible for you to go out of your way to come to rest next to me. That you would even want to. I think it was easier to believe that you were completely out of reach, that I was too fast for you to catch up with me. It was the only way for me to leave you behind. And now I can’t get you back. But maybe it was never supposed to be us being on the run together.
on the run together / n.j. (via ninasdrafts)
AZRA TABASSUM (or @5000letters)
from My Heart is Full of Open Windows;
original photos and edit
You taught me a lot over the years. Mostly that its okay to be alone, but also that soulmates are different for everyone. Sometimes its love, sometimes its friendship. Sometimes, its both. Regardless, your soulmate is the person who gives you absolute peace when the world around you is falling apart.
thedemonkings // Letters to Shannon (via shareaquote)
“this is the goodbye this is the final ending thank you for everything it has been the adventure of my life to know you and love you i am putting you away now locking you away in a box throwing out the key and burying my love in the ground i really do not think i can handle loving you and losing you again”
— A Story a Day #91 by bramble-lee
via weheartit
“Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything. They make you feel so alive that you’d follow them straight into hell…”
— Karen Marie Moning
“Letting go is easy, but moving on is difficult because we like familiarity and control. However, accepting that something is clearly wrong about the building you’re standing under and forgiving the architect is one thing. You still have to leave.”
— tara love / let go and move on
“I want to know you whether you’re afraid of sharks or spiders death or love. I want to know if it’s grammatical errors that drive you crazy or the people correcting them, if you’re more comfortable shaking sand out of your hair or snow, if you prefer coffee or tea, bars or board game nights. I want to know which of your friends you’ve cried in front of, if you’ve ever laughed chocolate milk out of your nose, or kissed someone you didn’t love. I want to know you the you beneath the layer of small talk always kept shined and smudgeless I’m just hoping one day you’ll invite me in.”
— Kristen Costello
unsent texts pt 1
“Everyone always said that love was enough. It wasn’t. Not when your soul was shattered.”
— Abbi Glines, Fallen Too Far (via suspend)