December 2011
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I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart’s affections, and the...
– John Keats (via absea)
From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
– Edvard Munch (via myheadisweak)
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I been double-crossed now for the very last time and now I’m finally free, I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline which separated you from me. You’ll never know the hurt I suffered nor the pain I rise above, And I’ll never know the same about you, your holiness or your kind of love, And it makes me feel so sorry.
Anonymous asked: i fill you home gurl. the world is very big and people are not very selfless and donut rlly care whut chu think. i hope that made you feel better.
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sometimes i feel that i am no more relevant than a blade of glass
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snuggled up on the couch, while i am
high outta my head off of benzos and drinking
herbal winter spice tea.
oh my heart you’re a bumblin mess
Love is my insides all messed up.
– Ernest Hemingway (via bloodisthenewblackk
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“is there anyone you don’t think you’ll ever get over?” “yeah because we never even gave it a chance”
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For what is it to die, but to stand in the sun and melt into the wind? And when...
– Khalil Gibran (via lucifelle)
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Herb is a plant.
– Bob Marley
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you, you, you send me
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we are all connected
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