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englishsnow:

by nijntjee


rawr-its-michelle:

i never hit reblog so fast in my life

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Am I a weed, carried this way, that way, on a tide that comes twice a day without a meaning?

— Virginia Woolf, The Years (via wavingtovirginia)

englishsnow:

 Joanna Kitchener


englishsnow:

 joana kingwell


I opened the blinds.
I took a deep breath.
I reminded myself that I exist.
I let you go.

It was a routine morning.

— It was a routine mourning. (via christopherevan)

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