Inside us there is a word we cannot pronounce and that is who we are.

Anthony Marra (via plush-anon)

Oh well yes. Of course. <3

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And off he goes. I didn’t realize that we have never spent more than 3 days apart until he mentioned it. I wonder what this upcoming school year is going to bring, and I hope that whatever obstacles arise, I can pull through.

Bowling and waffle cones totally cheer me up, though!

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And I cried. For myself. For this woman talkin’ about love. For all the women who have ever stretched their bodies out anticipating civilization and finding ruins.
Sonia Sanchez (Homegirls and Handgrenades)
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I love this so much.


I love this so much.

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This is so amazing it’s pissing me off

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  • Sirius: *Writing a letter to James*
  • Sirius: Deer James
  • Lily: It's Dear
  • Sirius: No it isn't
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i want a word for the almost-home.

that point where the highway’s monotony becomes familiar
that subway stop whose name will always wake you from day’s-end dozing
that first glimpse of the skyline
that you never loved until you left it behind.

what do you call the exit sign you see even in your dreams?
is there a name for the airport terminal you come back to,
comfortably exhausted?

i need a word for rounding your corner onto your street,
for seeing your city on the horizon,
for flying homewards down your highway.

give me a word for the boundary
between the world you went to see
and the small one you call your own.

i want a word for the moment you know
you’re almost home.

there and back again, n.m.h.  (via running-from-infinity)
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Dusk, London, England
photo via lagom


Dusk, London, England

photo via lagom

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