Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.
Charlie Chaplin in a letter to his daughter, Geraldine (via sherleck)

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untitled by caitlyn marie ☆ on Flickr.
I think about dying but I don’t want to die, not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic, there’s so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I’m wasting every second, even now I’m writing this when I should be out there. I should be living. I’m still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can’t quite figure out what the hell I’m doing or how to get out.
das beschreibt meine situation einfach perfekt (via tyra-marie)

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you shouldn’t wait for new year to make a resolution, because if you want to do something then you should just do it. waiting for new years is just an excuse for procrastinators. 

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  • me reading my own posts: um no one cares asshole
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my heart melted
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bicyclette by fieldguided on Flickr.


dont talk shit about my shitty country only people who live here can do that

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Do you know what it’s like to like someone so much you can’t stand it and know that they’ll never feel the same way? Probably not.
To All the Boys I’ve loved before, Jenny Han