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Memory believes before knowing remembers.
by William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying (via vintageanchorbooks)

dominicsavaglio:

Lady with the red bag
Twin Lakes, Mammoth
2014

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sashaatthebarricade:

There are times in life when you come to the realization that the only winning move is to walk away.

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That’s what really scares me.

Falling in love is easy. Having sex is easier. But bumping into someone that can spark your soul - that shit is rare.

You could fuck four, five, all the people in a god damned room and you’d only feel a connection with one. Or none at all.

And what sucks is despite the undeniable real magnetic pull between the two of you, more often than not, you don’t end up together.

I’m afraid I won’t meet anyone else I can connect with.

I’m scared it’ll be just you.


by Sade Andria Zabala (surfandwrite) | Connection (via surfandwrite)

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boyirl:

"but it was you who left me"MIKKO KUORINKI, 2010
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winterfellis:

heavy rain by westcoastshuttle on Flickr.