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Tijuana, México.


Things, people, feelings... they don't change; they grow up. Evolve.

Anything can grow up, but it doesn't change.

August 29, 2014 at 8:41pm
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8:38pm
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7:17am
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No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via supgnomie)

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7:17am
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Change

thoughts-unrehearsed:

I drop in and out
of the pockets sewn
loosely across your heart

(via thedarkdarkbright)

August 28, 2014 at 10:00pm
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August 27, 2014 at 10:57pm
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brxkenpetal:

☁MASTURBATION TIPS☁

brxkenpetal:

☁MASTURBATION TIPS☁

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10:51pm
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1:03pm
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I understand. That’s the trouble. I understand. I’ll understand all the time. All day and all night. Especially all night. I’ll understand. You don’t have to worry about that.

— Ernest Hemingway, Winner Take Nothing (via larmoyante)

12:59pm
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I go through phases. Somedays I feel like the person I’m supposed to be, and then somedays, I turn into no one at all. There is both me and my silhouette. I hope that on the days you find me and all I am are darkened lines, you still are willing to be near me.

— Mary Kate Teske (via larmoyante)

10:28am
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Jamás, en toda la vida, olvidaré tu presencia. Me acogiste destrozada y me devolviste entera, íntegra

— Frida Kahlo (via libavius)

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9:56am
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Hay noches en las que este cuarto es el único sitio en el que quiero estar. Y, sin embargo, subo aquí y me siento como una cáscara vacía.

— Charles Bukowski (via entreporrosybotellasyotevi)

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1:22am
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1:22am
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justanothermasterpiece:

Myriam Sardis.

justanothermasterpiece:

Myriam Sardis.

1:03am
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confusioneterna:

Y cuando despertó el trabajo pendiente seguía ahí.

12:04am
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co-gi-to:

untamedcomets:

This is important

IMPORTANT. BOOST.

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