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the world is a beautiful place & i am no longer afraid to die // heartbeat in the brain

if your arms become smoke 
then i’ll have nothing left to hold
we’ll dissipate with these notes 

12 Plays • 11:12 PM

ha ha omg i found my adtr shirt from like 2938432098 years ago. 

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" I remember awakening one morning and finding everything smeared with the color of forgotten love. "
by Charles Bukowski, What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire (via libraryland)
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azkabanescapee:

carbonated-milk:

hey if ur ever feelin shitty use this

Holy shit I’m trying not to cry.