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"Because hangovers hurt less than heartache."
Six Word Story by P.P.
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kanyewesticle:

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rainbowcranes:

Growing up, my dad had a rule. “You can’t get a tattoo. If you do, I will make you get it removed. Unless, that is, you join the army and can shoot a seagull in the eye from a mile away, or you have a near-death experience.”
On July 12, 2011, I rode my bicycle to the camp I worked at. On my way home, I rode down a hill, and stopped at the bottom. I looked both ways, and there was no car coming. I started to turn left when I got hit by a car going ~55 miles per hour. I completely shattered the windshield, and when the driver stopped, I was ejected back onto the road. The doctors in the emergency room were absolutely perplexed when I arrived, because they all agreed that I should have died, and they were amazed to release me 4 and a half hours later with only 16 stitches, a concussion, and a chipped tooth. During my recovery, I was angry and confused. A couple if days after my accident, I received cards from my eight year old campers. One of them drew a giant paper crane, and said, “if you fold a thousand paper cranes, you’ll get better”. 
Not being able to read, ride a bicycle, or put stress on my body, I cut up an old sudoku puzzle, went on YouTube, and learned how to make a paper crane. By the end of the day, I had a laundry basket full of black and white paper cranes. I kept making paper cranes, even after I made a thousand, and I ran into a dilemma. What do you do with paper cranes once you’ve made them? A girl in my class had committed suicide the same day I had my accident, and I brought a purple crane to her wake. Her family could not have been happier the moment I presented them with this crane. Something clicked in my head right there. I started giving them to people and hiding them in random places for people to find. I started making art with them, and they became a major part of who I was. 
This tattoo is symbolic of my accident, and could not represent me any better.
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"Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom."

Søren Kierkegaard 

Everything you love is here

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pvbertyblues:

“My sister’s boyfriend, Fox, on his last day of high school. The sun was setting, and he and his friends were all playing around. I caught him in a moment of reflection.” By Petra Collins
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grewv:

hey

WHO is thAt

YEAH MELBOURNE HAS BEEN BLESSED

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yanilavigne:

More?
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vagisodium:

i am too young to have this many embarrassing memories

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kissmeok:

♡Love/Couples♡
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malloryee:


Wake skating the eighth wonder of the world. 

too beautiful

damn.

BANAUE RICE TERRACES IN THE PHILIPPINES, MY COUNTRY

Fuck

woah this is amazing

Fuuuuuuck

tHEY ARE FUCKING SKATING IN THE RICE WE PLANTED
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"If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. If they don’t, they never were."
— Kahlil Gibran (via observando)
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