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Hi , my names michelle , and I'm currently all over the place. My dog Mylo and I packed it up , because we are sick of the mundane. I'm a dreamer, but aren't we all . Travelling, tea, music, and love keep the earth turning.

I also started my own photography blog full of my work. I'd love it if you check it out :), here.
lipstick-lesbian:

♀♡♀
Wait for someone who bumps mouths clumsily with yours cos they’re too busy smiling to kiss you properly. Yeah. Wait for that.
- Azra Tabassum  (via seulray)

(Source: amanda-oaks, via runningtothefinish)

Posted 18 Sep

notifigaytion:

if finland’s country border isnt called the finnish line then i have nothing to live for

(via automatically)

Posted 13 Sep
plizm:

Phil Bergerson - Shards of America (2004)

wonnderr-lusttt:

looow-tus:

undftdaniel:

defend-sissy-boy-emo:

jadelyn:

holypuckingcow:

abbysetcetera:

Adulthood doesn’t mean you stop drinking juice pouches and eating fruit snacks. It means buying your own. 

and mixing them with vodka

At 3 in the morning while marathoning your favorite show because nobody can tell you to go to bed.

And then regretting your decisions the next morning.

Because you have to work.

and make more money to buy fruit snacks and juice pouches.

and vodka

(Source: asexualarmin, via autumnlungs)

Posted 21 Aug
deerdork:

summer studies
flahei:

(18+)
When he says
He doesn’t love you anymore,
Roll your shoulders back
And look him in the eye
Even when it feels like your ribs
Are breaking inward, like spider legs.
When he digs up old aches
That he swore he forgave you for,
Smile
And ask him why he didn’t leave you sooner.
Ignore the way the words feel like sandpaper
Running all the way up your throat to your mouth.
When he blames you
For mistakes that wear his face,
Do not scream.
Do not cry.
Tell him that there are boys
Who would be proud to say they’d loved you.
Tell him that in two years
You won’t even remember his name
And don’t let him see the way you can taste your own lie.
When he leaves
Ignore the howling in your blood
And do not get up after him.
Not even to lock the door.
Do not, do not
Do not.
Smell his shirts when you box them up
To give them back.
Not one.
Swear off dating when you realize
You’re chasing ghosts that wear his smile.
It’s okay to cry over him.
It’s even okay to forgive him.
But do not go back to him.
If he did not know how to love you the first time,
He won’t know how to do it the next.
- How To Pretend It Doesn’t Hurt, by Ashe Vernon   (via morozovaaleksander)

(Source: latenightcornerstore, via destroy--the--middle)

Posted 6 Aug

nuded:

i want a late night adventure. i want someone to call me up and say, “i’m outside. let’s go do something!” i want to go out late at night in my pj’s and my hair all tied up. maybe drive around. go to a park and just swing on the swings. maybe sit in the grass and watch the stars or maybe go to a 24 hour food place and pig out. i just want a late night adventure with people i like to be around. no drama. nothing but good vibes and good company.

(via ha-ze)

Posted 30 Jul