Monday, September 22, 2014
in the end, we were all just humans drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokeness.

f. scott fitzgerald

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If you’re with her and wish you were
elsewhere then leave. One of the
cruelest things you can do is make a person
feel like home when to you they’re only
temporary.
Beau Taplin || T E M P O R A R Y    L I V I N G    A R R A N G E M E N T S (via afadthatlastsforever)

okoenig:

do you ever get those pangs of anxiety where you feel like nobody likes you and nobody will ever like you and you will achieve nothing

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Sunday, September 21, 2014
thebest-memes:

"No matter how bad you fuck up at work, you didn’t fucked up this bad"

thebest-memes:

"No matter how bad you fuck up at work, you didn’t fucked up this bad"

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A makeout session would be great right about now

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Saturday, September 20, 2014
coldsenpai:

omgbunnyrabbits:

Pretty bunny playing with flower petals.


pale/green here

coldsenpai:

omgbunnyrabbits:

Pretty bunny playing with flower petals.

pale/green here

Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody is fucking happy. Nobody has skin made from oil paint and sunlight. Nobody fucking understands this world. Fuck, nobody probably understands math as much as they claim. You’re here one day and the next you’re not. God? Religion? I’ve learned a lot more about the world by eating acid and swallowing pills. Tell me what your church has done for you? Tell me if you have holes in your mouth from speaking lies? Wanna know the fucking truth? Pity is just another word for pathetic. Drink beer and watch the sunrise from every rooftop. Take photographs naked. Take photographs kissing. Take photographs having sex. Stop making everything about sexuality. Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody really gives a damn if you lost your virginity at fourteen or if you were the president in high school. Wanna know the fucking truth? There is no such thing as the right person. People leave. They change like ocean currents, they leave you with bruises in your calves. And you wanna know the fucking truth? You get better. You learn to love. You find God in between the cracks of a wall when you’re puking your limbs out. You wanna know the fucking truth? Go find it. (via no-oneeverdoes)

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Wednesday, September 17, 2014

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bloomandglow:

Finally had some time to take pics of our plant project.

Succulent + Cacti, lovingly arranged by hand and accented with Italian sea glass + terra cotta from the Amalfi Coast.

reuniite:

 

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