nostalgic notes
art is not talent, but intent: love with intent
Posts I Like
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“She struggled with her sadness, but tried to conceal it, to divide it into smaller and smaller parts and scatter these in places she thought no one...”
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We had to write a slam poem for English about anything we wanted. So, this happened.
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You don’t know me.
Every day I come back,
the same...
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“I tell myself that I know you, and then when I think about it, I realize that I don’t.”— Nicholas Sparks, The Lucky One
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Dapper Pom, here to win over your heart and your business deals.
(Thanks to Dyna for the submission from 30miomio3030)
Phillip Phillips / Gone, Gone, Gone
(via lowercasesncapitals)
(via autumninneverland)
Get me out of this effin house.
Growing apart doesn’t change the fact that for a long time we grew side by side; our roots will always be tangled. I’m glad for that.
Ally Condie, Matched (via simply-quotes)
(via simply-quotes)
Nothing like EVERY SINGLE PERSON at Belmont getting engaged today to make you feel like shit.
(via lowercasesncapitals)
I’M DYING I CAN’T DO ANY MORE WORK
It’s almost Christmas!
Automatic reblog.
I felt a tremendous distance between myself and everything real.
Hunter S. Thompson (via thisdoesnthappen)
(via natatouille)
