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Cliff Walk, Newport, RI

“he’s going to fuck you up and you’re going to let him”

most sober thing a drunk person could ever say to you   (via forebidden)

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for those who never quite learn how to be loved.

i hope one day you find someone who loves you so much you forget how it feels to be hurt. i hope they love your morning breath and drunk ramblings. i hope they kiss you every night and i hope you wake up warm with their arms around you. i really hope that person love every fiber of you and enjoy every moment they get with you. god i hope they love you, and i hope you let them.
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conrailbrian:

Rose Island Lighthouse at 2:30 a.m. by nelights on Flickr.

Dear Michael,

It’s been a month since despite my feelings for you, I decided to say goodbye to you. I can’t believe it’s only been one month because honestly, it feels like its been months since you’ve been part of my life. And perhaps it’s because I’ve done so much with my life in the month you’ve been gone that makes it feel like you’ve been gone for years. I’m sorry that you aren’t able to be part of my life while I achieve all these things, but we both know that you would have never allowed me to do this all and still be part of your life. You would have continued to bring me down. Now that I’ve separated myself from the situation I realize how much you were really not meant for me. I think back on everything we had an it seems like a dream- I can remember things here and there and pick things out like the days we worked at the grocery store together and the night we went to the drive-in. But it all seems like a blur now- like it’s all starting to fade away. I can’t even remember what you look like or what your voice sounds like. Sometimes, just sometimes, I can remember what it felt like to have you hold me. And sometimes I even miss you. Just sometimes, though. Most days its easy for me to remember what a terrible relationship we had towards the end. You’re the only guy I’ve ever been in love with and I’m grateful I got to at least have some great memories with you. Sometimes I can still see you sitting there in your garage smoking a cigarette and drinking your third cup of coffee, the summer wind blowing through your hair. I’m sorry that I gave up so much of my summer for you. But man, do I still miss and love you. I hope you find what you need to change your life and be a better person than you are right now. And above everything else, I hope you find happiness.

“I can be someone’s and still be my own.”

Shel Silverstein  (via perfect)

“Surrealism is destructive, but it destroys only what it considers to be shackles limiting our vision.”

Salvador Dalí (via thatlitsite)

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candiceeswanepoee:

Salvador Dali & Frida Kahlo

DOES ANYBODY ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH I AM CRYING BECAUSE OF THIS PHOTOGRAPH. MY TRUE LOVE AND MY QUEEN IN THE SAME PHOTOGRAPH.
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