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Krista. 20. Michigan. I like dogs and things I can't afford. I have an obsessive personality and I wish you were beer.


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weareselecters:

KENZO Spring/Summer ‘14 campaign

weareselecters:

KENZO Spring/Summer ‘14 campaign

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Sometimes I think I have felt everything I’m ever gonna feel. And from here on out, I’m not gonna feel anything new. Just lesser versions of what I’ve already felt.

Her (2013)

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I want to get more comfortable being uncomfortable. I want to get more confident being uncertain. I don’t want to shrink back just because something isn’t easy. I want to push back, and make more room in the area between I can’t and I can.

Kristin Armstrong  

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The Buddhists say if you meet somebody and your heart pounds, your hands shake, your knees go weak, that’s not the one. When you meet your ‘soul mate’ you’ll feel calm. No anxiety, no agitation

Monica Drake- Clown Girl 

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elbowintherim:

sinclairsolutions:

This is the exact moment I fell in love with Breaking Bad.

This scene man

elbowintherim:

sinclairsolutions:

This is the exact moment I fell in love with Breaking Bad.

This scene man

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charleskinbote:

"melted butter"

school started hah

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nevver:

Don’t get me

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When you’re lost in those woods, it sometimes takes you a while to realize that you are lost. For the longest time, you can convince yourself that you’ve just wandered off the path, that you’ll find your way back to the trailhead any moment now. Then night falls again and again, and you still have no idea where you are, and it’s time to admit that you have bewildered yourself so far off the path that you don’t even know from which direction the sun rises anymore.

Elizabeth Gilbert 

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s.t.