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If there were a single thing I could get back from my childhood, it's being a passenger in a car and just watching the scenery fly by without a care in the world.Now, on the rare occasions I'm a passenger in a car, even if I can somehow get relaxed, I'm expected to do conversation.I just want to watch my imaginary superhero run alongside the car, stop talking to me

That and listening to music pretending you were in a music video lol

daydreamodyssey

“What would you do for a klondike bar?”

atelierdemuse

Instagram 📸 : AtelierDeMuse

philosophybits

“I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating.”

— Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea

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“If flowers can grow through blankets of melting snow, there is hope for me.”

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Tyler Knott Gregson, Haiku on Love

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darknesscallsnevermore

“She makes me see the world in color. It’s no longer a muddled gray, black and white mess. Her laughter has added pinks. Her smile a plethora of blues. Her warmth erupts with a million different shades of orange. Her protection shrouds me in every possible purple you could think of. Her softness gives birth to all that is red. The way she cares for me brings in bright yellowy hues. But her love…..her love is what makes all the colors mix and bleed and blend to the beautiful masterpiece which I see the world today. Her love has given me a technicolor view.”

— Me ( @porcelain-pixie about her ( @xsliceoflife