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I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment—we are all defined by something we can’t change.

Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness (via whyallcaps)

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humansofnewyork:

“We were laying in bed just the other night, looking at the ceiling, and I said: ‘You know, it’s been thirty years, and it’s never felt worn. There’s never been a sense of tiredness with you.’”

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Rude | MAGIC! - Gabriel Padilla ›

ahidingplaceforgiants:

AND i didnt use my laptop camera this time!

Best friend is so talented!! (: Yay!

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Never ever ever get into your feelings.
I am a feeling-less/soulless señorita who’s too scared to admit any of the above exist in my realm of being.

The end.

vh1:

Same.

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uhigh:

 

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