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witchcraftand-wizardry:

i say “fight me” a lot for a girl who is 5”3’ and has a hard time opening some doors because they’re too heavy

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People will stare. Make it worth their while → Stéphane Rolland Haute Couture | F/W ‘14-‘15

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People will stare. Make it worth their while → Elie Saab Haute Couture | F/W ‘14-‘15

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justasmallflameintheuniverse:

Are We All Just Lost Stars Trying To Light Up The Dark?

justasmallflameintheuniverse:

Are We All Just Lost Stars Trying To Light Up The Dark?

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marcosmarche:

Marcos Marchetti
"dancing flora"
aquarela, acrílica e lápis de cor sobre papel.
64 x 44 cm.
2009.

marcosmarche:

Marcos Marchetti

"dancing flora"

aquarela, acrílica e lápis de cor sobre papel.

64 x 44 cm.

2009.

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"I will bring you flowers from the mountains, bluebells,
dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.
I want to do with you
what spring does with the cherry trees."
Pablo Neruda, “Every Day You Play”   (via budddha)

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— 16 hours ago with 5758 notes
"Today darling I am rising
from the lavender bathtub
of self-loathing. I don’t take drugs
to shut up I take off
my pants when I get home
and I stay there, red cup full
of cigarettes from heaven, ghosts
of all my friends between my toes.
I imagine them pouring vodka all over
each other wearing glitter.
The vision is closing in like a tight dress."
Morgan Parker, from “Other People’s Comfort Keeps Me Up At Night,” published in The Offending Adam (via bostonpoetryslam)

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"You only are free when you realize you belong no place — you belong every place — no place at all."
Maya Angelou (via peelsofpoetry)

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"But if these years have taught me anything it is this: you can never run away. Not ever. The only way out is in."
Junot Díaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao (via adderalldust)

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— 17 hours ago with 3026 notes
"I don’t know what I am, but it claws and clutches at me as if I am worth reaching."
Richard Krause, from Epigrams (via adderalldust)

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