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A passing summer storm

Is there anything better than the feeling of the moments right before a summer storm? The way the heat begins to rise right before the first few drops fall; the sun giving way to the darkening clouds; the sudden onslaught of the downpour? Nope. This is my favorite.

I got my heart broken. My spirit got shattered and mutilated. I will not be coming back from this. I don’t want to.
— Henry Rollins, Solipsist (via zarbonisgone)

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how stupid of me; to think I was the only flower in your garden.
— 6 a.m. thoughts  (via le-vide)

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