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"I made up my mind that I would hold onto nothing, that I would expect nothing."
Writing once a day to keep insanity away.




lucid-ocean:

ennuih:

You let your hand slide through high grass. Trying to feel what your heart can’t feel anymore.

lucid/nature



"You’re eyes lit up when you talked about him or heard his name. And you always had this genuine smile when you were with him. Your eyes don’t light up anymore and I hardly see you smile now. It must’ve really hurt. It must still hurt."



boyirl:

Alex Cretey Systermans is a Paris-based fine art and editorial photographer. He regularly contributes to The New-York Times, The Wall Street Journal, National Geographic, Le Monde, enRoute Magazine, Air France Magazine and Cult Magazine. Systermans is currently an active member of Strang.rsInternational Photography Club, the Hans Lucas Creative Studio and is in the process of working on his first publication.






spaece:

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"One day I will forgive you; until then there are scabs everywhere that you have touched me."



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mihstify:

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"I gave roses, and received thorns."



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lovequotesrus:

Everything you love is here








4amskin:

Sometimes I look at people and make myself try and feel them as more than just a random person walking by. I imagine how deeply they’ve fallen in love, or how much heartbreak they’ve all been through.

Her (2013)