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West Heritage x Flowers for Dreams
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Vier de liefde fotografie
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You wear strength so well, I forget that you have to take it off at the end of the day; still feeling the marks that it leaves on your soul.
T.B. LaBerge // Unwritten Letters to You (via tblaberge)

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it’s easy to post pretty pictures and the most wise of words. curating what we hope and aspire for isn’t necessarily bad, as it awakens and steers rightly our souls. but do be cautious, discern your own and others realities before comparison. we are vulnerable creatures, even the most brave. curate and dream with honest hearts. simply and humbly. stay close and unintimidated by the wounds that hold the secrets to your best self. share and be true.

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I know
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You have freedom to grieve. You don’t have to push through and get yourself together. Your heart can grieve. Don’t be so hard on yourself trying to get through it. You are allowed to feel.
really important words a lady said to me yesterday (via breanna-lynn)

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I feel small; but so are stars from a distance.
ten word poem, i.  (via maras-dyer)

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Cold is the night without you here; just your absence ringing in my ears.

Steady is the hand that’s come to terms with the lessons it has had to learn. I’ve seen the things that I must do but, Lord, this road is meant for two. So, I am waiting here for you.

Cold Is The Night // The Oh Hello’s (via kvtes)

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