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Yvonne / 21 / Singapore

"All boundaries are conventions, waiting to be transcended. One may transcend any convention, if only one can first conceive of doing so."

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hellanne:

(by c’est mercredi et je t’aime)

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scanzen:

Wilson A. Bentley (American, 1865-1931): Group of Four Snow Crystals, circa 1905. Gold toned photomicrographs.

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“I. I was the first person to teach you that love was not always a white light to a ship lost at sea.

II. On my worst days, the sky was a festering wound that wouldn’t heal. I didn’t want to be that to you.

III. On my worst days, you were the only word I could say without clenching my fists.

IV. I really did love you, I just couldn’t claw my way out of the ground to do it properly.

V. None of this was your fault.

VI. I’m sorry I was your lighthouse. I’m sorry you couldn’t see the wall of rocks on my shore.”
I wrote out six messages, then erased them all 

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airudite:

untitled by Michelle Gow on Flickr.

airudite:

untitled by Michelle Gow on Flickr.

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“you left your mark on me, and then you left” —Ten Word Story #1 

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secretofthetrees:

mymodernmet:

Photographer Austin Tott pairs the small with the grandiose in his series Tiny Tattoos. The delightful images feature hand-drawn body art that’s positioned against a background from which they visually reference.

love these

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redwoods-and-sweatshirt-hoods:

penisbomb:

So yesterday while I was working at the bookstore some girl came up with a barcode tattooed on her wrist. Of course, my first question to her was “Can I scan it?” I guess she had never had it scanned before and was pretty excited about it. She talked about how it was sentimental to her and stuff. I scanned it and she rang up as a bag of Jalapeño Cheetos. She then became livid and, of course, I was dying of laughter.

dYING

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