and here you are
and here you are
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"The world is changed by your example, not your opinion."
Paulo Coelho (via awelltraveledwoman)
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carangi:


Natalia Vodianova by Paolo Roversi
for Egoïste No.15
carangi:


Natalia Vodianova by Paolo Roversi
for Egoïste No.15
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catwalkcats:

Mariacarla Boscono photographed by Glen Luchford for Self Service #39, F/W 13
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boygaga:

Kazaky - Love
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"There is something in the autumn that is native to my blood –
Touch of manner, hint of mood;
And my heart is like a rhyme,
With the yellow and the purple and the crimson keeping time."
Bliss Carman, from “Vagabond Song” (via litverve)
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"I am not the first person you loved. You are not the first person I looked at with a mouthful of forevers. We have both known loss like the sharp edges of a knife. We have both lived with lips more scar tissue than skin. Our love came unannounced in the middle of the night. Our love came when we’d given up on asking love to come. I think that has to be part of its miracle. This is how we heal. I will kiss you like forgiveness. You will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms will bandage and we will press promises between us like flowers in a book. I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat on your skin. I will write novels to the scar of your nose. I will write a dictionary of all the words I have used trying to describe the way it feels to have finally, finally found you And I will not be afraid of your scars. I know sometimes it’s still hard to let me see you in all your cracked perfection, but please know whether it’s the days you burn more brilliant than the sun or the nights you collapse into my lap your body broken into a thousand questions, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I will love you when you are a still day. I will love you when you are a hurricane."

Clementine von Radics, Mouthful of Forever

(via soundtrack-to-the-soul)
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regalasfuck:

this is the realest shit ive seen in a while
regalasfuck:

this is the realest shit ive seen in a while
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"Let someone love you just the way you are – as flawed as you might be, as unattractive as you sometimes feel, and as unaccomplished as you think you are. To believe that you must hide all the parts of you that are broken, out of fear that someone else is incapable of loving what is less than perfect, is to believe that sunlight is incapable of entering a broken window and illuminating a dark room."
Marc Hack (via iloveyoulikealot)