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June 2013

18 posts

Jun 18, 201392 notes
“There is an ache in my heart for the imagined beauty of a life I haven’t had, from which I had been locked out, and it never goes away.” —Robert Goolrick (via allisnowforever)
Jun 14, 2013615 notes
“Had I not created my whole world, I would certainly have died in other people’s.” —Anaïs Nin (via yasodhara)
Jun 13, 20131,632 notes
Jun 13, 201378 notes
“I used to think the worst thing in life was to end up all alone. It’s not. The worst thing in life is to end up with people who make you feel all alone.” —Robin Williams (via ileu)
Jun 11, 201350,939 notes
Don't Think Twice, It's All Right Bob Dylan

josephparris:

When your rooster crows at the break of dawn, look out your window and I’ll be gone

You’re the reason I’m travelling on, don’t think twice, it’s alright

Jun 11, 201364 notes
“I don’t hate people. I just feel better when they aren’t around.” —Charles Bukowski  (via oscomigosdemim)
Jun 11, 20136,736 notes
“The revolution that takes place in your head, nobody will ever see that.” —Gil Scott Heron  (via tsavast)
Jun 11, 2013624 notes
Jun 9, 20139,160 notes
“The strange thing about seeing someone for first time in nine years is the way they look totally different, just for a second, a split second, and then they look at you the way they always have, as if no time has passed between you.” —Rainbow Rowell, Attachments (via volccano)
Jun 8, 20132,035 notes
Jun 7, 201311 notes
Jun 6, 20139 notes
“I was born without a skin. I dreamed once that I stood naked in a garden and that it was carefully and neatly peeled, like a fruit. Not an inch of skin left on my body. It was all gently pulled off, all of it, and then I was told to walk, to live, to run.” —Anais Nin, House of Incest. (via frenchtouchx)
Jun 6, 201329 notes
Jun 6, 201310 notes
“What you do makes a difference, and you have to decide what kind of difference you want to make.” — Jane Goodall (via quillisascut)
Jun 6, 20135 notes
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Jun 6, 20131,735 notes
“Every morning, I wake up and forget just for a second that it happened. But once my eyes open, it buries me like a landslide of sharp, sad rocks. Once my eyes open, I’m heavy, like there’s too much gravity on my heart.” —Sarah Ockler, Twenty Boy Summer (via pillowstars)
Jun 2, 2013809 notes

May 2013

27 posts

May 31, 2013819 notes
May 29, 20131,712 notes
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