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banishedfromcamelot:

Photo by Natalia Kazakova

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(Source: swedishgypsy)

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lily-cats:

Pinterest.com

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writing is safer, somehow
because my pen cannot stutter like my lips do,
and words get stuck in throats,
not fingertips, can’t stumble
on paper trails of blue lines
because writing is definite and clear
and no one can tell if i am crying
or laughing
through written words alone 

(Source: childishnotions)

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"There’s this brief moment in a middle of a laugh or just a moment where you just feel like everything is fine. It’s when you forget all the things that tear you down, but then you feel bad for feeling good, because you learned that feeling good means to forget how bad you’ve once felt and that means surprise when you’re sad again. It just feels like I refuse to make myself happy, because it feels like depression sits always next to me, taking strokes whenever I have one of these brief moments of happiness, just waiting to take revenge because I was so silly to think it has left me."
— Elay (via coachela)
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someone help me.

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sirenof7seas:

Natalia by Cecy Young on Flickr.

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sirenof7seas:

golden hair by Natia Rekhviashvili on Flickr.

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arabamolsamontgiymezdim:

Luxembourg Gardens, Paris, 1958. by Lewis Morley

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fragilitie:

☾

(Source: thosepocketsarepeople)

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