falling asleep in the passenger seat

♥763 "At the temple there is a poem called “Loss” carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read loss, only feel it."

— Arthur Golden (via observando)
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♥1126 "

It is the middle of August and you are alive
to discomfort.

And yes I agree this is one hell
of a summer.

"

— Audre Lorde, from Martha (via violentwavesofemotion)
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vanished:

Fuke - Bright Colored Night

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(Source: tkyle, via bl-ossomed)

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pleoros:

Lisa Forman - Iceberg

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