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Antuan, by honey and milk

Can’t wait for my winter depression

crushed rose, by adrian raymer Sugarloaf, by andrew.nuding

Im such a bad blogger

Will it ever get better?

by Théo Gosselin by abbie calvert
And I said to myself: That’s true, hope
needs to be
like barbed wire to keep out despair,
hope must be a mine field.

Yehuda Amichai, “Ein Yahav” 

ואמרתי בלבי: אמת, התקווה צריכה להיות
כמו תיל כדי להגן עלינו מן היאוש
התקווה צריכה להיות שדה מוקשים

(Source: larmoyante, via udrinkit)

by Pelayo Arbués Dasha in bloom, by honey and milk
I live for coincidences. They briefly give to me the illusion or the hope that there’s a pattern to my life, and if there’s a pattern, then maybe I’m moving toward some kind of destiny where it’s all explained.

Jonathan Ames

(Source: indicio)

Guys look at my new nike ✔️

I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.

Stephen Chbosky

(Source: indicio)

by Théo Gosselin
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