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Me
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Who is she !
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Imagine your girlfriend taking photographs of you, not selfies, not “outfit of the day”, no Instagram bullshit. Actual photos. When you wake up, when you look at her, when you’re making love, when you’re cooking, when you’re taking a shower. Imagine if your girlfriend did that. This is a person who loves creating a visual documentation of the person she loves. You would cry at every picture she took because you know it’ll be purer than any other visual representation of yourself.
Shandopaul Sewell. (via cattedrali)
love this
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Twenty-Five
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I only love it when you touch me not feel me when I'm fucked up thats the real me , yeah.
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~
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I went jogging around my neighborhood yesterday
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This pretty much sums it up. Pronouns matter.
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Travel. As much as you can. As far as you can. As long as you can. Life’s not meant to be lived in one place.
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Gerhard Richter - November
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i can’t remember growing up??
I can’t remember the point when adults started cursing around me without apologizing, or when I was allowed to get my own food. I can’t remember when I stopped sliding into my mom’s bed after having a bad night. I can’t remember when my mom stopped chopping my food up at dinner, or when my mom stopped checking on me while I was in the bath. I don’t remember things changing, I don’t remember growing up.
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