melodiousmusicandlyrics:

Deaf Havana, the past six years


This is beautiful!

melodiousmusicandlyrics:

Deaf Havana, the past six years

This is beautiful!

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f-l-e-u-r-d-e-l-y-s:

Ramona Zordini’s Photography: Changing Time 

Ramona Zordini is an Italian photographer/visual artist who explores personal themes of mental and physical changes portrayed through liquid elements.

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Stop beating yourself up. You are a work in progress - which means you get there a little at a time, not all at once.
Unknown  (via thatkindofwoman)
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wannyy:

death-by-lulz:

Featured on a 1000Notes.com blog

omg thank you hahaha

wannyy:

death-by-lulz:

Featured on a 1000Notes.com blog

omg thank you hahaha

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ohhellokelsey:

1.2ct Rain drop - white sapphire and rose gold ring
Ok yup this is so pretty….

ohhellokelsey:

1.2ct Rain drop - white sapphire and rose gold ring

Ok yup this is so pretty….

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Last one I promise! Beautiful studio cat at Meow Studios in Edinburgh!

Last one I promise! Beautiful studio cat at Meow Studios in Edinburgh!

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lillyapple:

Models in London :)

Such a pair of babes! Glasgow should always be proud of these two!

lillyapple:

Models in London :)

Such a pair of babes! Glasgow should always be proud of these two!

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I held on so long, I think,
because when the ship was sinking,
you looked more like the shore
than the lifeboat ever did.
And if I know anything for certain,
I know it wasn’t love.
It was spitting flowers into our eyes
and calling it spring.
That’s the kind of blindness
that leads a body to the sea
and calls drowning by softer names:
Slow dancing into the ocean,
giving our lungs to salt water.
We were lost like a ship on the rocks—
Kissed by the sirens Into the waves.
To think I used to find it romantic
to go losing yourself inside other people.
But everything reads like a love song
when you’ve got a heart caught in perpetual spring.
So this is me weeding you out—
Pulling you up like dandelions
even after years of keeping to myself.
And my garden is all the better for it.
Fools at Love’s Table, by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)
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Once the person has you, they stop doing the things it took to get you.
Unkown (via brownbarbiedollx)

I hope this never happens.

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Rubbish life post alert

I can’t wait for Thursday to sit down and make life plans, meaning our flat won’t need a tenant in a maximum of two years time and being able to run our own businesses and be ourselves on our own time. For the first time in years I am a little closer to where I want to be. I have a proper relationship and own my own flat, summer of festivals and the photography is getting there.

Colour me a sap, but I’m happy.

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