~ On The Edge, Through The Void.: Kill Your Idols

ordinarywonder:

Growing up, I totally hero worshiped my father. Sometimes I wonder if this attachment was a residual sort of reflex. According to my adoption papers — the orphanage I was adopted from kept detailed reports about my health status, often adding short observations about my personality and foster care…

~ dissections: when I talk about running

pavorst:

This morning I woke up to the scent of fresh rain on the earth. I opened my windows to the summer that waited for me outside. I’ve taken up running without music. Contemplating the heaviness of my own breathing with the birdsong that surrounds me. I’ve immersed my feet in the living, and my heart…

~ http://cinemagr.am/show/66172556


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Alright

ambrl093:

I’ve pulled myself together.
I’m done crying now.

But I’m still sad about everything.