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[paper-wounds]

[justfawn]

"do you swing from your neck with the hope someone cares" yeah i do actually ethel how did you know??

[titansaresexy]

I remember one night I died, and the next morning I got up, took a shower, got dressed and went on with my life.

[festeredhearts]

[angelicdewdrop]

[pup-purgatory]

via

[schuylerpeck]

a slow, happy summer.

instagram: hiitssky

[clown-guitar]

[no beers in] do you think im ever going to belong somewhere

[mournfulroses]

Georgia O’Keeffe, from a letter to Alfred Stieglitz featured in My Faraway One: Selected Letters of Georgia O'Keeffe and Alfred Stieglitz: Volume One, 1915-1933

[schuylerpeck]

summer offers a blank page, where the story of childhood can continue, can be rewritten—this time with wiser hands.

schuylerpeck / instagram: hiitssky

[schuylerpeck]

summer in full speed

schuylerpeck / instagram: hiitssky

[undo-my-scars]

xx

[utter-queer-nightmare]

Current mood

[paper-wounds]

[tankhall]

i’m going to bed, wake me up when it’s cold outside

[paper-wounds]

via

[becherdireinen]

nobody talks about how exhausting it is to live in that space between "things will get better" and "i can't handle this anymore." it's like your emotions are constantly swinging. leaving you both hopeful and defeated in the same day.