Let Jesus drown, save yourself.
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(via fiebre)
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(via rapidvibes)
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(via wah-mos)
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(via rapidvibes)
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(via designed-for-life)
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(via legendaryvibes)
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(via legendaryvibes)
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(via legendaryvibes)
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(via legendaryvibes)
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(via fashionfever)
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(via the-intelligent-elephant)
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“‘You disappear so completely into your head sometimes,’ he said. ‘I wish I could follow you.’” -
“I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.” -
“If you were mine, I’d kiss your ankles and neck and the tip of your nose. I’d bring you film canisters filled with love notes and interesting books and I’d send you texts with random facts whenever I discovered something new. I’d show up at your house at midnight with a pot of your favourite kind of tea and a blanket and tell you to come down so we could lie down on your lawn and look at the stars. I’d go into the city with you and throw away your map and search for someplace beautiful. I’d photograph you every day. I’d buy you baggy t-shirts and sing to you constantly. I’d give you your space if you wanted it, I’d make you mixes for every week we’d been together, I’d hold your hand underwater, and I’d love you until you asked me not to.”
