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“we could stand for a century, staring, with our heads cocked.” by catenaries & dirigibles on Flickr.
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(via imgTumble)saving my wishes (by ST (Sirin Thada))
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the distance of things.
she felt insignificant, that’s all.
especially at night with the lights off,
or whenever she looked up into space.238,850.737 miles
that’s the distance to the moon,
she thought, trying to breathe
but unable to move her lungs.because the distance between things
was measured more in feelings
than feet—and she felt it, deep and encompassing,
inside every part of her,
as if it were swallowing her up.
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Little Afghan girl. the scars left after an explosion. North of Kabul.
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“
I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.
~ John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via skeletales)
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