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Tumblr with a fucked up wifi is the worst thing ever.
Sep 30, 2014 / 2,497 notes
When you finally let go, it is like opening your front door and seeing yourself standing there again.

Welcome home, it’s been so long.
Tina Tran, The Art of Letting Go (via a-train-of-thoughts)

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plasticbagvevo:

me trying to comfort a sad friend

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الناس ماتغلط الا على اللي محترم نفسه اما السفيه الكل يتجنبه
Sep 30, 2014 / 72 notes
لم أعد أستطيع أن أعدك بالبقاء أكثر من ذلك.. ولا سيما أنك الغائبة التي تُطالب بالحضور دائمًا
Sep 30, 2014 / 71 notes
annaxiin:

4:00 PM
(you never sleep regularly anymore.)
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annaxiin:

4:00 PM

(you never sleep regularly anymore.)

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Take it all back. Life is boring, except for flowers, sunshine, your perfect legs. A glass of cold water when you are really thirsty. The way bodies fit together. Fresh and young and sweet. Coffee in the morning. These are just moments. I struggle with the in-betweens. I just want to never stop loving like there is nothing else to do, because what else is there to do?

Pablo Neruda

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Sep 30, 2014 / 32,389 notes
I didn’t realize it, but the days came along one after another, and then two years were gone, and everything was gone, and I was gone.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, Babylon Revisted (via exoticwild)

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I give because I know how it feels to want.
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The feelings that hurt the most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd: the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; the nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence.
From The Book of Disquiet by Fernando Pessoa, translated from the Portuguese by Richard Zenith. (via androphilia)

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