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"All I ever really want to know is how other people are making it through life—where do they put their body, hour by hour, and how do they cope inside of it."

Miranda July, It Chooses You (via blackorgan)

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Landscapes, 2014 | by Anthony Samaniego

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asmilinggoddess:

this show is incredible

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I think we are and will alwaysbe lonely people in a lonelyworld under lonely stars.We can never starve our loneliness.We can only hope that by thecompany of others,it doesn’t devour us.(Christopher Poindexter)

I think we are and will always
be lonely people in a lonely
world under lonely stars.
We can never starve our loneliness.
We can only hope that by the
company of others,
it doesn’t devour us.(Christopher Poindexter)

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weirdesthomevideos:

Lana Del Rey for Rolling Stone, July 31st, 2014.

Photographs by Theo Wenner.

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stolenfootprints:

untitled by Debbie Carlos on Flickr.

stolenfootprints:

untitled by Debbie Carlos on Flickr.

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"Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody is fucking happy. Nobody has skin made from oil paint and sunlight. Nobody fucking understands this world. Fuck, nobody probably understands math as much as they claim. You’re here one day and the next you’re not. God? Religion? I’ve learned a lot more about the world by eating acid and swallowing pills. Tell me what your church has done for you? Tell me if you have holes in your mouth from speaking lies? Wanna know the fucking truth? Pity is just another word for pathetic. Drink beer and watch the sunrise from every rooftop. Take photographs naked. Take photographs kissing. Take photographs having sex. Stop making everything about sexuality. Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody really gives a damn if you lost your virginity at fourteen or if you were the president in high school. Wanna know the fucking truth? There is no such thing as the right person. People leave. They change like ocean currents, they leave you with bruises in your calves. And you wanna know the fucking truth? You get better. You learn to love. You find God in between the cracks of a wall when you’re puking your limbs out. You wanna know the fucking truth? Go find it."

something someone should have told me when i was eighteen  (via irynka)

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