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A great fire burns within me, but no one stops to warm themselves at it, and passers-by only see a wisp of smoke.

Vincent van Gogh   (via deermoon)

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We held open hands,
told our friends about true love
and ate in silence.

Daily Haiku - Chris Lees (via northernwinedregs)

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The way I figure it, everyone gets a miracle. Like, I will probably never be struck by lightning, or win a Nobel Prize, or become the dictator of a small nation in the Pacific Islands, or contract terminal ear cancer, or spontaneously combust. But if you consider all the unlikely things together, at least one of them will probably happen to each of us. I could have seen it rain frogs. I could have stepped foot on Mars. I could have been eaten by a whale. I could have married the queen of England or survived months at sea. But my miracle was different. My miracle was this: out of all the houses in all the subdivisions in all of Florida, I ended up living next door to Margo Roth Spiegelman.

Paper Towns, John Green (via epicjohngreenquotes)

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“I know its wrong but Im in love with him and I’m letting him use me.” (r.i.d)

I know its wrong but Im in love with him and I’m letting him use me.” (r.i.d)

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Claude Monet’s Home in Giverny

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