Posted 12 hours ago
It doesn’t make sense to call ourselves ugly, because we don’t really see ourselves. We don’t watch ourselves sleeping in bed, curled up and silent with chests rising and falling with our own rhythm. We don’t see ourselves reading a book, eyes fluttering and glowing. You don’t see yourself looking at someone with love and care inside your heart. There’s no mirror in your way when you’re laughing and smiling and happiness is leaking out of you. You would know exactly how bright and beautiful you are if you saw yourself in the moments where you are truly yourself.
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Posted 12 hours ago

abasnail:

that’s what I call a traffic jam

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Posted 13 hours ago
I’m like that. Either I forget right away or I never forget.
Samuel Beckett; “Waiting for Godot” (via wanduring)

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Posted 22 hours ago
vintagegal:

Joan Jett at The Whiskey, photographed by Brad Elterman, 1977 (x)

vintagegal:

Joan Jett at The Whiskey, photographed by Brad Elterman, 1977 (x)

Posted 1 day ago

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Posted 1 day ago

Solitude seems to be the answer to everything.

Posted 1 day ago
And still I am in the storm

And still I am in the storm

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The best part of getting off at 5 o’clock PM is that it’s become socially acceptable to smoke and drink on the way home from work. :-)

Posted 1 day ago

I just need to go for a long drive. Idk where. I just need to go.

Posted 1 day ago

Work just be over, please.

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