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streets are uneven when you're down


all monsters are human


sometimes to stay alive, you have to kill your mind


how brave of your body to keep breathing when all you can think about is not


det känns som om att jag vaknar när jag drömmer


I have learned to smoke because I need something to hold on to


These woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.


I wanna be adored


you distract me, but I'm distracted without you. I don't know how to focus baby teach me how to, 'cause I'm standing still again

 

låtsas som det regnar


cigarettes burn and alcohol kills but then again so do your words

atheous:

september 2nd 2014

she's thunderstorms

brutalgeneration:

the duomo by pearled on Flickr.
vilkendyduvariti:

 



from my rotten body flowers will grow

and I am in them, and that is eternity

how to murder someone: kiss them once then never again

 

last night I stood in the rain, hoping it would wash away my sadness but all it did was soak me down to the bone- and I didn't have you to warm me up

November. | via TumblrNovember. | via Tumblr
Detroit 🌆

maybe this world is another planet's hell


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she can make hell feel like home

brutalgeneration:

Autumn magic in Ordesa valley by Gregor Samsa on Flickr.
brutalgeneration:

Cenote in Mexico by Alastair Pollock on Flickr.
 

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Svenska tankar | via Tumblr

orkar inte stå på mina egna ben, jag vill aldrig nånsin vara ensam mer

 

be somebody who makes everybody feel like somebody

 

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