Vincent van Gogh, Cafe Terrace at Night (1888)
I wanna be here w my fave Mutuals
So blessed I get to sesh with the best friends with the best views ||
I am too full of life
to be half loved.
Ijeoma Umebinyuo (via theijeoma)
Lie down and look up at the ceiling and breathe with those curiously fragile lungs of yours and remind yourself: Don’t worry. Don’t worry. All is as it was meant to be. It was meant to be lonely and terrifying and unfair and heaving. Don’t worry.
The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives in Your Home, Condos (via raspberrymilk)
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I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you.
