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June 2013

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#whiskeymakestheworldgoquiet #what
“Find what you love and let it kill you.” —Charles Bukowski (via anally)
Jun 18, 201340,590 notes
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Jun 17, 2013718 notes
Take Me Home, Country Roads John Denver

rootsgrowdeeper:

allthetreesofthefield:

Almost heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River.
Life is old there, older than the trees, younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze.
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong.
West Virginia, mountain momma, take me home, country roads.

mountain mamma

Jun 17, 201396 notes
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Jun 16, 201318,907 notes
Amie Pure Prairie League

goodnighttoyoumoon:

Pure Prairie League - Amie

Falling in and out of love with you
Falling in and out of love with you
Don’t know what I’m gonna do
I keep falling in and out of love with you

I think I could stay with you for a while, maybe longer, if I do
Jun 16, 201325 notes
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WAhh

Drinking alone because no one understands me and I hate myself.

That Manson concert summoned my 15 year old self. This is my excuse.

Except I’m completely serious.

Hand me the whiskey.

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Jun 15, 2013
Jun 15, 201312,330 notes
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Jun 14, 2013912 notes

youarefuckingmajestic:

BODY SHAMING IS NOT FUCKING MAJESTIC.

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“You draw constellations
in my freckles.
I mean you ask me
not to fall in love with you
and then you go write poems
with your tongue
and draw constellations
in my freckles.”
—(via clementinevonradics)
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Jun 12, 20131,078 notes
Play
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The sun loved the moon so much, he died every night to let her breathe

Oh, to have a love like that. To be left to breathe..

Jun 12, 2013
Jun 12, 20135,993 notes
“My love,
we have found each other
thirsty and we have
drunk up all the water and the blood,
we found each other
hungry
and we bit each other
as fire bites,
leaving wounds in us.”
—

Pablo Neruda (via marcescentfleur)

This…

(via allsortsofwrong)
Jun 12, 2013289 notes
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