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July 31 2014

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July 30 2014

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July 28 2014

This is why it hurts the way it hurts. You have too many words in your head. You’ll never have the luxury of a dull ache. You must suffer through the intricacy of feeling too much.
— The Dark Words You Walk Down at Night, I Wrote This For You (via thunderpopcola)
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Tao Okamoto for The Ground Spring/Summer 2014 issue, photographed by Seiji Fujimori and styled by Aya Funakoshi

July 27 2014

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seasonsofreedom:

libertaworld:

How i live now

this movie is fucking incredible

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Marya Hornbacher, Wasted

July 26 2014

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July 24 2014

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July 23 2014

One of the true tasks of true friendship is to listen compassionately and creatively to the hidden silences. Often secrets are not revealed in words, they lie concealed in the silence between the words or in the depth of what is unsayable between two people.
John O’Donohue, Anam Cara (via soft-world)
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One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.
Jack Kerouac (via feellng)

July 21 2014

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July 20 2014

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After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today,
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans,
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure…
That you really are strong,
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn…
With every goodbye you learn.
— Veronica Shoffstall, “Comes the Dawn” (via larmoyante)

July 17 2014

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July 11 2014

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