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eastcoastsummers:

they look like the lost boys from peter pan

i’ll always love you ‘cause we grew up together and you helped make me who i am. i just wanted you to know there will be a piece of you in me always, and i’m grateful for that. whatever someone you become, and wherever you are in the world, i’m sending you love. you’re my friend to the end.

— her (2013)

(Source: bonhivers, via grillfriend)

margadirube:

k9-laboratorium:planning the ‘nothingness’
I am happy when I eat fresh fruit, when I burst out laughing, when I discover a new song, when I finish a good book, when I wake up and feel relaxed. I’m glad to have friends, family, a home, food when I’m hungry, hot water when I shower. I love being able to live and see the seasons change, to have gifts at Christmas and at my birthday, to travel sometimes, to have a good education and a great access to culture. I’m flattered when people compliment me, when people smile at me, when people are polite to me. There are so many things that make life so simple and easy and I will always think about them more than all the bad things that will happen to me. I do not have time to be sad every day and ungrateful; I have every reason in the world to be happy.
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A few reasons why I’ll always prefer living by elsablt (via thelittleyellowdiary)

reason [happy]

(via fraeuleinsolsken)

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k-aleidoskop:

lmacnoice:

a sunset flight from la to sf

hoch hinaus

(via hholy-tits)

eddiemag:

When you’re up late at night and can’t sleep
Its 3am. Everyones asleep, except for you. This is when the world is most vulnerable. When you can’t sleep, look out the window. Talk a walk, you’ll be glad you did. The world is asleep, but the stars are awake. There is beauty somewhere there. The lights are brighter now, compared to the darkness around it.
Think about certain things. Think about your family. Remember to call your grandma soon, they’re only gonna be here for a little bit now, ask for some of their wisdom. Think about him. Think about the one. Think about them sleeping, thing about what they are doing right now. Are they also taking a walk, wondering if you’re asleep too?
The world is a beautiful thing, it just depends on how you’re supposed to look at it. The people around you make the world a better place. 

“Every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drank, the very air I breathed, would feel like long, sharp needles. The pages of a book in my hands would take on the threatening metallic gleam of razor blades. I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me when the world was hushed at four o’clock in the morning.”
—Haruki Murakami, The Wind-up Bird Chronicle