I’m not for everyone. I’m barely for me.
- Marc Maron (via heureun)

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watching the sun set in an outdoor bath could cure any sadness in the world

give me one of these omgg

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~My Hidden Nirvana~
It is dreadful how I miss you, and everything that everybody says seems flat and stupid.
- Vita Sackville-West, from a letter to Virginia Woolf dated January 29, 1927   (via slutstatus)

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oh london I love you so much

sondern. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.


American witchcraft

You fuckers had better reblog the Shit out of this!!!!!!! I’m serious as Fuck!


*washes face*

*checks if acne is still there*

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i trust mark ruffalo

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