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I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, “This is what it is to be happy.”
— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via sylphism)
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"I just need a person" or "I just used a person"

I feel like the original way you read it says something about you.


"I just need a person" or "I just used a person"

I feel like the original way you read it says something about you.

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Reblogged from Vodkacupcakes
I have the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. The ability to just sit and talk. About love, about life, about anything, about everything. To sit under the moon with all the time in the world, the full-speed train that is our lives slowing to a crawl. Bound by no obligations, barred by no human limitations. To speak without regret or fear of consequence. To talk for hours and about what’s really important in life.
— (via solacity)
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plantere:

IT’S PRETTY COOL THAT WE ALL LIVE UNDER THE SAME STARS AND IN THE SAME UNIVERSE AND ON THE SAME PLANET WOA H I HOPE YOU ARE OKAY OUT THERE FRIEND

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You think ‘Okay, I get it, I’m prepared for the worst’, but you hold out that small hope, see, and that’s what fucks you up. That’s what kills you.
— Stephen King, “Joyland”  (via revoult)
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elegancea:

Sometimes, the best way to not get your heart broken is to act like you don’t have one. 

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Reblogged from ΛLINE VISOTTO
Reblogged from ΛLINE VISOTTO