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beartrapdreams:

DREAM WALL.

(Source: sailors-waltz)

beartrapdreams:

DREAM WALL.

woodelf68:

pumpkinpieinyoureye:

cosmicghost:

deadgirlfriends:

This fawn and bobcat were found in an office together, cuddling under a desk after a forest fire

i can’t not reblog this

Oh my god my eyes are watering this is so sweet. 

My heart just melted and came out through my eyes as tears.

Can you imagine coming into work and finding that? *melts*

(Source: a-harlots-progress)

woodelf68:

pumpkinpieinyoureye:

cosmicghost:

deadgirlfriends:


This fawn and bobcat were found in an office together, cuddling under a desk after a forest fire

i can’t not reblog this

Oh my god my eyes are watering this is so sweet. 

My heart just melted and came out through my eyes as tears.

Can you imagine coming into work and finding that? *melts*

Hell is
loving you in my sleep
and waking up alone.

(Source: absentions)

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if you consider a woman
less pure after you’ve touched her
maybe you should take a look at your hands

— (via aurelle)

(Source: anachronica)

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Sometimes we just have to cut off the dead branches in our life. Sometimes that’s the only way we can keep the tree alive. It’s hard and it hurts, but it’s what’s best.

— Nicole Williams (via aurelle)

(Source: splitterherzen)

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aurelle:

When you’re traveling, you are what you are, right there and then. People don’t have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road. // Multnomah Falls, OR

aurelle:

When you’re traveling, you are what you are, right there and then. People don’t have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road. // Multnomah Falls, OR

(Source: doubleblondestudy)

I will only let you touch me
if your hands are so full of intention that every brush of your palms feels like you writing a novel on my skin

— Azra.T “Braille” (via 5000letters)

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tristamateer:

I hope one day
somebody loves you
so much

that they see violets
in the bags under your eyes,
sunsets in the downward arch
of your lips,

that they recognize you
as something green,
something fresh and still growing,
even if sometimes
you are growing sideways,

that they do not waste their time
trying to fix you.

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(Source: acompletelife)

definitelydope:

By Erik Witsoe


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(Source: silverspaceship)

Time flows in a strange way on Sundays.

— Haruki Murakami (via jailor)

(Source: 7000km-in-aer)

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