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"Second star to the right and straight on till morning☽☮☾"
Love Thyself
Hello I'm Haley and I'm constantly sad and I love the moon, the sun, flowers, cameras, records, cacti, and your smile xx
http://quiet-that-mind-that-will-wander.tumblr.com/post/93316955503/im-a-cashier-at-a-big-retail-store-i-deal-with

quiet-that-mind-that-will-wander:

I’m a cashier at a big retail store. I deal with inappropriate comments on at least a daily basis. Usually, I bite my tongue and hold it in.

However, there was this woman that came in talking on her phone. I checked her or out, never really giving her the time of day. I heard this conversation:
Her: “Remember Lucy from the party?”

Alt-J
Matilda (1,521)

trulylame:

I wanna be a tiny person that lives on plants

(via foxxycordelia)

twentyonepivots:

do you ever listen to music and suddenly you’re like wow I want my life to be the way this song sounds I want to live in this song

(Source: voodoograndma, via foxxycordelia)

euo:

“I thought it would be nice to get some mutual interests… now that we’ve had sex… other than spitting and setting things on fire.”
Submarine (2010) dir. Richard Ayoade
A poem begins with a lump in the throat.

Robert Frost (via writingquotes)

(via alivve)

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m-c-c-a-n-d-l-e-s-s:

humans are so cute, when we say goodbye we put our arms around each other and to show we love someone we bring them flowers. we say hello by holding each other’s hand, and sometimes tiny little dewdrops form in our eyes. for pleasure we listen to arrangements of sounds, press our lips together, smoke dried leaves, get drunk off of old fruit. we’re all just little animals, falling in love and having breakfast beneath billions of stars

(via kristilightningpaws)

lostincape-town:

❂

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vasilyt:

Brett Whiteley
Self-portrait in a mirror. 1976