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(via anneleris)


I remember that night you kissed me.
You didn’t kiss my lips,
you kissed me.
And it was the best kiss of my life.
I miss you (via suddenly-kissed)

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(via jordancorin)


yeule:

foremind:

pubertad:

Walk home pt 2

You should have seen my face when I saw this omg

if my walk home was like this I would be happy

yeule:

foremind:

pubertad:

Walk home pt 2

You should have seen my face when I saw this omg

if my walk home was like this I would be happy

(via coolreaderscorner21)


Stars are not small or gentle.
They are writhing and dying and burning.
They are not here to be pretty.
I am trying to learn from them.

backtowoodstock:

“I consider myself a poet first and a musician second. I live like a poet and I’ll die like a poet.”Bob Dylan

backtowoodstock:

“I consider myself a poet first and a musician second. I live like a poet and I’ll die like a poet.”
Bob Dylan

(via goodnightjohnkeating)


I never give up a chance to post a picture of the most handsome dog ever. #nationaldogday #scout

I never give up a chance to post a picture of the most handsome dog ever. #nationaldogday #scout