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Sep 25, 2014 / 2 notes

Me today, hi

#me
i’m at a point in my life where everything is falling apart and everything is coming together at the same time.
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Sep 23, 2014 / 80,217 notes

Audrey Hepburn photographed by Howell Conant, 1962.
Sep 23, 2014 / 17,512 notes

Audrey Hepburn photographed by Howell Conant, 1962.

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I’ve got this tiny pang of regret when I think of how much I have probably missed out on in the last few years because I was too scared to take a risk, or too shy to speak up, or too worried to be bold.
Jessi Kirby, Golden  (via audrotas)

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Sep 23, 2014 / 64,996 notes
ever-pure:

LOOK AT THAT ECONOMY OF BRUSHSTROKE
YOU CAN SEE EVERY STROKE S/HE TOOK NOT ONE THING IS BLENDED
AND YOU CAN TELL EXACTLY WHAT THE SUBJECT IS AND WHAT THE SUBJECT IS DOING
Sep 22, 2014 / 137,786 notes

ever-pure:

LOOK AT THAT ECONOMY OF BRUSHSTROKE

YOU CAN SEE EVERY STROKE S/HE TOOK NOT ONE THING IS BLENDED

AND YOU CAN TELL EXACTLY WHAT THE SUBJECT IS AND WHAT THE SUBJECT IS DOING

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Sep 22, 2014 / 16 notes

Had a photoshoot with my friends

Sep 22, 2014 / 8,216 notes

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Sep 22, 2014 / 325,442 notes

steviesomethin:

people say ‘I love you’ in a lot of different ways

'eat something'

'buckle up'

'get some sleep'

'here have my fries'

'Im gonna draw you something'

'yeah i'll buy it for you'

'Here's my wifi password'

'I got you this because it reminded me of you'

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Sep 22, 2014 / 7,866 notes

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hollandoroden:

rhyse:

Please watch this

at first I was laughing at all the jokes she was making and I thought it would just be her making jokes but then she turns it into a deeper message and it’s beautiful and there are tears everywhere

This is SO good

Where are the lies?

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laurentletadic:

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Sep 21, 2014 / 17 notes

laurentletadic:

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neckdeepinpetewentz:

"My friend once told me  she liked this guy because of his hands And I found it absurd that anyone  would develop feelings over one feature, … and not care about the rest It wasn’t until you used your hands  to cup the back of my neck the first time we kissed  and I could feel your firm grasp pull me closer,  and my insides exploded and my head buzzed with bliss. And the first night you slept over,  you fell asleep with your hand  laid over my stomach  and your fingers felt like a fire  that I didn’t mind burning my skin. The first time we got drunk,  was the first time you played with my hair,  and my god I was hooked,  I’d drink forever if it meant you’d never stop. And in public you’d hold my hand,  and rub your thumb in little circles  that left me wanting you more,  no matter what you would never let me go,  I was glued to you,  and I honestly didn’t mind When we talked about breaking up,  you saw my lips quiver with fear,  and you brushed over my lips with your fingers before pulling me into your lap  and you kissed me like never before.  With your hands on my hips  pulling me so close to you,  leaving no space in between us.  It was then I realized I never wanted you to go Its now that,  I finally understand why hands  were the only feature that mattered.”—Hands, Carol Shlyakhova
Sep 21, 2014 / 420 notes

neckdeepinpetewentz:

"My friend once told me
she liked this guy because of his hands
And I found it absurd that anyone
would develop feelings over one feature,
and not care about the rest

It wasn’t until you used your hands
to cup the back of my neck the first time we kissed
and I could feel your firm grasp pull me closer,
and my insides exploded
and my head buzzed with bliss.

And the first night you slept over,
you fell asleep with your hand
laid over my stomach
and your fingers felt like a fire
that I didn’t mind burning my skin.

The first time we got drunk,
was the first time you played with my hair,
and my god I was hooked,
I’d drink forever if it meant you’d never stop.

And in public you’d hold my hand,
and rub your thumb in little circles
that left me wanting you more,
no matter what you would never let me go,
I was glued to you,
and I honestly didn’t mind

When we talked about breaking up,
you saw my lips quiver with fear,
and you brushed over my lips with your fingers
before pulling me into your lap
and you kissed me like never before.
With your hands on my hips
pulling me so close to you,
leaving no space in between us.
It was then I realized I never wanted you to go

Its now that,
I finally understand why hands
were the only feature that mattered.”

—Hands, Carol Shlyakhova

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No, fuck you. I was worth it.
and I’m still worth it // R.R. (via missinyouiskillingme)

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Sep 21, 2014 / 253,647 notes
Cause you never think that the last time is the last time. You think there will be more. You think you have forever, but you don’t.
Meredith Grey (via turples)

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