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It was bittersweet. With her, it was if my heart was breaking but at the same time still beating loudly as every inch of me fell for her. She made hell feel like my home and the smoke of her cigarette my new oxygen. She was addictive herself. With every intake of her I could feel myself slowly slipping away but then coming back together. There are days I wish I never met her but then I realize my days consist of her. That constant thought in the back of my head you can’t seem to shake. Oh yeah, she broke my fucking heart. But she did it so well, I fell even harder. She is heaven and hell combined. The eyes that are blue as the sky with the white glow in the middle almost angel-like. And then there is her smile that turns heads and gives false hope. How could a person be the cause of your disease but also the cure? What it’s like to fall in love with me. (TM - aietala)  (via aietala)
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إذا عرفت نفسك فلا يضرك ما قيل فيك
“If you know yourself, then you’ll not be harmed by what is said about you.”
Imam Sufyan Al Thawri (via cavum)
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ponyo-and-sosuke:

rock-flag-and-jerkface:

THIS IS THE CUTEST THING EVER

they both look a little nervous about what the other one might write

then just the biggest smiles when they are reassured yet again how much they just love each other

I’m actually jealous rn
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babeimgonnaleaveu:

Woodstock, 1969.

"They went to a psychedelic pasture to listen to their music, to be with people who dressed like them and played like them. There was a shared bond on a cosmic scale, and their elders marveled that all these kids could be in one place for three days without violence or mayhem, despite pitifully inadequate facilities and food supplies, and despite rains that fell so long and hard they would have drowned any other party. The lesson was simple: These long-haired, antiwar bra-burners and boys with beads had created a field of dreams, and perhaps from it would rise something bright and beautiful for the future."


endocrines2:

*drinks vodka* *gags* “ugh I hate vodka” *drinks vodka*

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Anonymous said: Who do u think about a lot.?

eat-pussy-its-polite:

this girl. her name is mommy

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daannniiielleee:

most amazing feeling to wake up in fresh mountain air, look out through a cozy tent and see nothing but ocean, waves, and nature for miles. Camping in Big Sur was a trip



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