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Until we bleed

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The ocean.

parchementorpaper:

My mother forced water down my burning throat

Because she’d rather I be a calm puddle than a forest fire.

So I became the ocean

Even more unpredictable than a fire, depths with secrets undiscovered.

She cannot touch me, she cannot burn me

I will put it out

She cannot bury me

I will seep…

idon-tevenwantoknow:

THERE’S TIMES WHEN I WANT A RUSTIC CABIN IN THE WOODS AWAY FROM ALL SOCIETYimage

THEN THERE’S TIMES WHEN I WANT A MODERN ASS HOUSE image

THEN I’M LIKE I’LL ACCEPT NOTHING MORE THAN A VICTORIAN MANOR
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THEN I WANT A PENTHOUSE IN THE MIDDLE OF NEW YORK
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THEN I WANT ONE OF THOSE HOUSE MADE OUT SHIPPING CONTAINERSimage

THEN I WANT A FRENCH CHATEAUimage

BUT I ALSO WANT A TREE HOUSEimage

AND FALLINGWATER image

AND A LITTLE COTTAGE ON THE OCEANimage

HOUSES ARE SO COOL

(via thickmints)

c0ssette:

Alexandre Cabanel “Fallen Angel” detail.

(via astronaute)

aconsultingwarlock:

itsajensenthing:

starlit-notes:

I would like to thank my arms, for always being by side. My legs, for always supporting me, and my fingers…because I can always count on them.

this will be my speech when i win an oscar

Don’t forget the hips, for not lying. 

(Source: ohrendelle, via yourmywonderwallllll)

(Source: starlorrd, via renloras)

elfauno:

Finally, some good advice from Cosmo

(via tyleroakley)

in-toxication:

You can’t kind of be a lesbian.

the difference between tattoed people and not tattoed people is….

(Source: nicetats, via deliriouss-mistakes)