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ungraze · 6 years
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“Human relationships are strange. I mean, you are with one person a while, eating and sleeping and living with them, loving them, talking to them, going places together, and then it stops”
— Charles Bukowski (via checked)
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ungraze · 6 years
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ungraze · 7 years
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This person…. fixes butterflies….. 🦋
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ungraze · 7 years
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Remember that you were art long before he came to admire you, and you’ll continue to be art even when he’s gone. A masterpiece is still a masterpiece when the lights are off, and the room is empty.
Charlotte Beier (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
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ungraze · 7 years
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Letting your parents listen to your favorite music is so much like bringing a boyfriend home for approval but marginally more important
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ungraze · 7 years
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You become what you think about all day long.
Ralph Waldo Emerson (via wnq-writers)
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ungraze · 7 years
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luvpoli.blog.me/
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ungraze · 7 years
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Open yourself. Let the human person come forth. Breathe in the air and the silence.
Franz Kafka, The Diaries Of Franz Kafka: 1910 - 1923
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ungraze · 7 years
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A View In Venice, Rio S. Marina and A View Of Posilippo, Naples by Franz Richard Unterberger (Austrian, 1837 —1902)
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