we look at the same stars & see such different things
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At two o鈥檆lock in the morning, if you open your window and listen, You will hear the feet of the Wind that is going to call the sun. And the trees in the Shadow rustle and the trees in the moonlight glisten, And though it is deep, dark night, you feel that the night is done.
Rudyard Kipling (via observando)
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June
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Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.
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my emotions are so cyclical, it鈥檚 fucked up. 3 weeks of being happy and then im back down to feeling like im not real
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Have you ever sat in complete darkness with someone? Somehow the words feel heavier and the phrases deeper, and all of a sudden the room is no longer just in darkness but quietly lit with the light of their soul. You can see it bare. Without its shell. Defenseless. There鈥檚 too much truth the light hides.
Jenn Satsune (via ohsatsune)
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Atrium, 2013
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I am unable to describe exactly what is the matter with me; now and then there are horrible fits of anxiety, apparently without cause, or otherwise a feeling of emptiness and fatigue in the head.
Vincent van Gogh, in a letter to his sister, Wil. 30 April 1889 (via jewist)
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I鈥檓 an observer. I read about life. I research life. I find a corner in a room and melt into it. I can become invisible. It鈥檚 an art, and I am a wonderful practitioner.
Christine Feehan (via observando)
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bl贸m (by Belle Fleur de Lis - Lotte Janssens)
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I will forever be posting Aidan Koch
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I want to love, but my hair smells of war and running and running.
Warsan Shire (via aespicio)
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