She’s never where she is. She’s only inside her head. White Oleander by Janet Fitch (via literarylines)

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Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on.
I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you. Jonathan Safran Foer (via observando)

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Take me home to the woods in the back of my mind Cory Chisel and The Wandering Sons (via alaska-alaskaa)

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"Girls shouldn’t wear red lipstick"


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