Death and Company
Peyton McCord/UNLV/19
Death and Company
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"I want all of my lasts to be with you."
Untitled (Phoebe Chapin)
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"Drunk text me. Text me when the music is loud and there are girls dancing around you and you’re not quite coherent and you’re not quite yourself. Drunk text me that you love me or that you miss me or that I’m on your mind. Let the alcohol tell me all the things you won’t say sober."
(via laurenrosenicole)
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"You aren’t wealthy until you have something money can’t buy."
(via thlnkdifferent)
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"You’re still my person, even if I’m not yours."
Grey’s Anatomy (via connotativewords)
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fancyadance:

Doors around the World
Montmartre, Paris
Burano, Italy
Japan
Beijing, China
Rabat, Morocco
Bali, Indonesia
Sardinia, Italy
Shanghai, China
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fancyadance:

Doors around the World
Montmartre, Paris
Burano, Italy
Japan
Beijing, China
Rabat, Morocco
Bali, Indonesia
Sardinia, Italy
Shanghai, China
more
fancyadance:

Doors around the World
Montmartre, Paris
Burano, Italy
Japan
Beijing, China
Rabat, Morocco
Bali, Indonesia
Sardinia, Italy
Shanghai, China
more
fancyadance:

Doors around the World
Montmartre, Paris
Burano, Italy
Japan
Beijing, China
Rabat, Morocco
Bali, Indonesia
Sardinia, Italy
Shanghai, China
more
fancyadance:

Doors around the World
Montmartre, Paris
Burano, Italy
Japan
Beijing, China
Rabat, Morocco
Bali, Indonesia
Sardinia, Italy
Shanghai, China
more
fancyadance:

Doors around the World
Montmartre, Paris
Burano, Italy
Japan
Beijing, China
Rabat, Morocco
Bali, Indonesia
Sardinia, Italy
Shanghai, China
more
fancyadance:

Doors around the World
Montmartre, Paris
Burano, Italy
Japan
Beijing, China
Rabat, Morocco
Bali, Indonesia
Sardinia, Italy
Shanghai, China
more
fancyadance:

Doors around the World
Montmartre, Paris
Burano, Italy
Japan
Beijing, China
Rabat, Morocco
Bali, Indonesia
Sardinia, Italy
Shanghai, China
more
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"You can’t keep kissing strangers and pretend that it’s him."
I need to remember this. (via la-m0rt)
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"You think ‘Okay, I get it, I’m prepared for the worst’, but you hold out that small hope, see, and that’s what fucks you up. That’s what kills you."
Stephen King, “Joyland” (via creepnymph)