Hurricanes And Suns

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mistitled:

gullets:

Glow

 

elenamorelli:

{ from eggental to pustertal }

(via hold-m3-tight)

davykesey:

Each morning, the sunrise reflects off the windows of a skyscraper across the street into our room. It creates a piercing beam of light that lasts for just a few minutes. 
nwh-rwithyou:

 
coltre:

we always romanticize the ones we have lost forgetting to cherish the present. I don’t want to be sad anymore

comincioabastarmi:

"e le comete
come te”

(via green-shoot)

"My life is a struggle between my need for acceptance, my fear of rejection, and a desire to not care at all."

- Anonymous (via nancyb0twin)

(Source: wnq-writers, via misnomered)