Little Things.

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I have beautiful friends 😍 (Taken with instagram)

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The best smell in the world. #lilacs #flowers #homesweethome (Taken with instagram)

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Summer Read pt. 1

I’m reading White Oleander by Janet Fitch and it is one of the most beautifully written books i’ve ever come across.

‘“Isn’t it funny. I’m enjoying my hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you. Changes its mind.” Her eyes were closed. Beads of water decorated her face, and her hair spread out from her head like jellyfish tendrils. “But hatred, now. That’s something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It’s hard or soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but hatred cradles you. It’s so soothing. I feel infinitely better now.”

“I’m glad,” I said. I was glad she felt happier, but I didn’t like the kind of happiness it was, I didn’t believe in it, I believed it would crack open sooner or later and terrible things would come flying out.’

But man, is it ever depressing.

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Anatomic Collages from the “Ciencias Naturales” serie by Juan Gatti.

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I like drinking tea alone and reading alone. I like riding the bus alone and walking home alone. It gives me time to think and set my mind free. I like eating alone and listening to music alone. But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. The sky is beautiful, but the people are sad. I just need someone who won’t run away.
(via mahalkitax3)

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Sasha Pivovarova for Rag & Bone Spring 2011

Sasha hasn’t slept in weeks

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Beauty was my mothers law, her religion. You could do anything you wanted, as long as you were beautiful, as long as you did things beautifully. If you weren’t, you just didn’t exist.
White Oleander

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palomitacumplido:

#yogitea #yoga (Taken with instagram)

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When I get high and then go to the bar

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Adventure time with @samsimps13 (Taken with instagram)