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THE BEST THING IN THE WORLD IS SEEING PEOPLE SMILING BECAUSE OF YOU 


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Taste the emptiness

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"I miss you. I miss not touching each other. Not seeing each other, not breathing in each other. I want you. All the time. No one else."
Blue is the Warmest Color (2013)

"I miss you. I miss not touching each other. Not seeing each other, not breathing in each other. I want you. All the time. No one else."

Blue is the Warmest Color (2013)


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amoying:

hello this is for u

amoying:

hello this is for u


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my-h-e-a-r-t-s-not-in-it:

hey sorry im late i didnt want to come


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Songs from the films of Wes Anderson.

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Footloose (1984)


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mfjr:

MoMA - The Starry Night by Vincent van Gogh 

mfjr:

MoMA - The Starry Night by Vincent van Gogh 


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At 19, I read a sentence that re-terraformed my head: “The level of matter in the universe has been constant since the Big Bang.”
In all the aeons we have lost nothing, we have gained nothing - not a speck, not a grain, not a breath. The universe is simply a sealed, twisting kaleidoscope that has reordered itself a trillion trillion trillion times over.
Each baby, then, is a unique collision - a cocktail, a remix - of all that has come before: made from molecules of Napoleon and stardust and comets and whale tooth; colloidal mercury and Cleopatra’s breath: and with the same darkness that is between the stars between, and inside, our own atoms.
When you know this, you suddenly see the crowded top deck of the bus, in the rain, as a miracle: this collection of people is by way of a starburst constellation. Families are bright, irregular-shaped nebulae. Finding a person you love is like galaxies colliding. We are all peculiar, unrepeatable, perambulating micro-universes - we have never been before and we will never be again. Oh God, the sheer exuberant, unlikely fact of our existences. The honour of being alive. They will never be able to make you again. Don’t you dare waste a second of it thinking something better will happen when it ends. Don’t you dare.
Caitlin Moran  (via vvolare)

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Step into the fire of self discovery. This fire will not burn you, it will only burn what you are not.
— Mooji (via riversawaken)