deep breaths

But tomorrow holds such better days,
days when I can still feel alive.
When I can't wait to get outside,
the world is wide, the time goes by.
The tour is over, I've survived.
I can't wait till I get home,
to pass the time in my room alone.

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jazzattackk:

(by agatha_a)
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my-fuckedup-won-der-land:

✥✝Grunge/Disp☹sable✝✥
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gr0sse:

KIDS REACT TO existentialism and the inevitability of death

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fr-eklz:

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pincuo:

A woman is riding between the railway carriages of a local train heading north from Dhaka, the capital of Bangladesh. Her luggage is tucked under the carriage in front of her. It is the month of Ramadan, a fast which culminates in Eid-ul-Fitr, a three-day celebration. Tens of thousands of people leave the city to go to their home village and celebrate with their families. Trains are packed and many who fail to get tickets before they sell out or can’t afford buying them at the black market ride on the roof of the train or, like this woman, find a quiet spot between the carriages.
Amy Helene Johansson, 2010
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lifeof-ty:

Five hour hikes, cliff jumping, tea houses, wildflowers, mountain air, waterfalls, cafés, & sunshine. I never want to leave.  Instagram @tymurf
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risarei:

finishing a series but still being attached to the story and its characters
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legalmeth:

glaere:

savours:

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q’d (feel free to delete this) (◡‿◡✿) 

♡ more here ♡
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adandyinaspic:

Festival in Britain, 1968
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patsta:

dietmountaindelrey:

spaceoid:

Two childhood friends unexpectedly reunite on opposite sides of a demonstration in 1972

Just imagine the pain…

This is such an amazing photograph
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