Every summer has it’s own story. What’s yours?

Every summer has it’s own story. What’s yours?

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She’s basically a shot of sunshine chased with a shot of incredible.
(via optimusphi)

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You say you love rain, but use an umbrella to walk under it. You say you love the sun, but you seek shade when it is shining. You say you love wind, but when it comes you close your window. So that’s why I’m scared when you say you love me.
Bob Marley (via kevinandcastles)

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anotherapppleinthetree:

Sometimes we are so stupid. Stupid to believe our own lies. Stupid to believe ourselves while we say we ‘will always tell the truth’, such as: ‘I am sick of love, I have been hurt enough’.
BAM! A lie. Love is not a lie.
It is something out of our control. We do it passively, we indeed, fall….

(Source: anotherappleinthetree)

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“It is funny how you do not miss affection until it is given, but once it is, it can never be enough; you would drown in it if possible.”


Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing

deadpaint:

Abbott Handerson Thayer, Roses

deadpaint:

Abbott Handerson Thayer, Roses

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