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Being forgotten. Best. Feeling. Ever-.-
All of us have in our veins the exact same percentage of salt in our blood that exists in the ocean, and, therefore, we have salt in our blood, in our sweat, in our tears. We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea - whether it is to sail or to watch it - we are going back from whence we came.
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I’m not a jealous person. I am just a girl that would love to punch every girl in the face, that gives you a second look.
Sorry I just had to reblog this
Whatever is bringing you down, get rid of it. Because you’ll find that when you’re free, your true creativity, your true identity comes out
i can only handle so much social interaction every day before i start getting grumpy and pissed off and it really bothers me when people don’t understand that i just genuinely need some alone time sometimes
I ignore texts. I let the phone ring. It’s nothing personal, but people need to realize that sometimes I just don’t wanna talk.
you wouldn’t try to drive your car across the country if your car was low on gas, why are you trying to force your body to make it through the day without enough food?
This is one of the most amazing things I’ve ever read.
