A Kiss On The Chika

“Live logic…lessly”

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I continue to find bits and pieces of me. Often stuck in corners of your silence. When you’re demeanor changes so swiftly, I find small insecurities nestled in the seams of your absence. Hadn’t seen that part of me in ages; Thought I’d finally loosed myself of her. Who would’ve known you had her with you the whole time.

ʀᴀɪɴʏ ᴅᴀʏs

Landscape suicide, Félix Vallotton

I just had no desire to move if it wasn’t towards him.

v.m (via writingboutyou)

Rest well, love. – Lukas W.

Hyogo, Japan

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My goodness. The Wade’s European vacay. The slayage.

Shot by 8thdamon.

Growth (Taken by me)

We see what we see (via astoryillnevertell)