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Stop worrying about your identity and concern yourself with the people you care about, ideas that matter to you, beliefs you can stand by, tickets you can run on. Intelligent humans make those choices with their brain and hearts and they make them alone. The world does not deliver meaning to you. You have to make it meaningful…and decide what you want and need and must do. It’s a tough, unimaginably lonely and complicated way to be in the world. But that’s the deal: you have to live; you can’t live by slogans, dead ideas, clichés, or national flags. Finding an identity is easy. It’s the easy way out.

— Zadie Smith, On Beauty  (via aminaabramovic)

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The sun is perfect and you woke this morning. You have enough language in your mouth to be understood. You have a name, and someone wants to call it. Five fingers on your hand and someone wants to hold it. If we just start there, every beautiful thing that has and will ever exist is possible. If we start there, everything, for a moment, is right in the world.

— Warsan Shire  (via nicole-dreambook)

arunaea:

French Breakfast by Katarina Ribnikar on Flickr.
hokkaiiido:

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1 / ♥ rooftops

You’ve learned to love this city

Through the quiet happiness you found

Watching bluegrass street musicians on the subway

And shuffling through paperbacks in thrift stores

//

Morning walks with heavy-lidded eyes from fragmented sleep

And scarlet sunsets with birds on the telephone line

The times you had the streets to yourself

And could finally hear the echoes

That had hung static in the midnight mist

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You stacked jars of spices in your cupboards

Lighting incense to open up the air

An oasis as you breathed in its cool comfort

And felt your nervous energy scatter under the floorboards

// 

Spent twilight bike rides and rooftop escapes

Searching for somewhere to call your own

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Too shy to say a word

In this land of elevator stares and empty conversations

A million dizzying lives wandering the streets

In the wake of better things

// 

I met you thirty thousand feet up in the air

And your light tiptoed into my mind

Running against time zones

Back home after all this time

brutalgeneration:

on the way to mont-blanc (by kygp)
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17051 / ♥

420-666:

CONSTANTLY WORRIED I AM NOT MAKING ENOUGH THINGS TO VALIDATE MY EXISTENCE 

appalachiann:

Just me and my pup.
527463 / ♥
Other people are not medicine.

— It took me 9 years to figure that out (via crimson-gold)

92559 / ♥
I still remember the feeling I felt when I first started talking to you.

— (via nourraabdullah)