creativintage.


"Everything passes. Everything changes. Just do what you think you should do."
Bob Dylan    (via ohhhkat)

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— 18 hours ago with 68898 notes
"Don’t do that. Don’t skip stages in your life. You’re 19, kiss a few boys and wear your heart on your sleeve. There will come a time when you’re 39 and stuck in a suit, wondering why the hell you were so eager to grow up in the first place."
note to self (via aurelle)

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— 18 hours ago with 65278 notes
"There comes a point where you just go, ‘Ultimately, I don’t really give a fuck any more"
Helena Bonham Carter  (via thatkindofwoman)

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— 18 hours ago with 128197 notes
humansofnewyork:

"You’re taking my picture!"

humansofnewyork:

"You’re taking my picture!"

— 18 hours ago with 11362 notes
humansofnewyork:

"She was 2 lbs 11 ounces when she was born. We named her after Amelia Earhart, in case she needed to fly away."

humansofnewyork:

"She was 2 lbs 11 ounces when she was born. We named her after Amelia Earhart, in case she needed to fly away."

— 18 hours ago with 11105 notes
"And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself."
unknown (via awelltraveledwoman)

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— 1 day ago with 430333 notes
"She started reading. She didn’t mean to spend long at it, but soon she was devouring every word, oblivious to the creaking old home and the rain outside."
Derek Landy, Skulduggery Pleasant (via awelltraveledwoman)

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— 1 day ago with 3655 notes