blazednconfused:

Raw cone papers

blazednconfused:

Raw cone papers

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sunfl0werpetal:

☯☮☀

sunfl0werpetal:

☯☮☀

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dirtyhippieproductions:

Kiss The Earth!

☮  ❤ ॐ 

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rocknrollfuldead:

click to trip balls

rocknrollfuldead:

click to trip balls

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rocknrollfuldead:

click to trip balls

rocknrollfuldead:

click to trip balls

makemestfu:

EVERYTHING RELATE

makemestfu:

EVERYTHING RELATE

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"The nicest people I’ve ever met were covered in tattoos and piercings and the most judgemental people I’ve ever met are the ones that go to church every Sunday."

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A thought.

I love that feeling when you meet someone that you believe is the carbon copy of yourself and they think the same of you…you think to yourself ” Ah, perfection is real”. It’s a wonderful feeling isn’t it? 

Then you go on with your life believing that your thoughts are their thoughts and their hopes and dreams are your hopes and dreams. Of course, having talked this over already because you both are just so in sync. 

And then you speak to each other everyday. Distance doesn’t really matter when you are this much in love, does it? I mean how could it? You both “know” you are for one another, no?

And then messages become scarce. From both sides, ever so slightly less from his end. Messages that used to be filled with want, love, truth, determination…a great hope for “OUR” future together, dissipated into little snippets of how the day went by and what was accomplished. Both of you know this merge between the two of you can’t happen now. Such imperfect timing isn’t it?

You continue with this hope and potential, only to start to realize, is he losing feeling? You then think, ” No, this isn’t him, it can’t be, the internet ruins relationships due to miscommunication.”  Simply writing the way you feel about someone through Facebook does not do it justice. That has to be it. You can’t feel their love for you because they are not with you nor can they hear you. Right?

You are then left questioning and beckoning for answers. He said be completely honest with me. So you were. He said tell me your hopes and dreams, your fears, your likes and dislikes, I want to know everything about you. And you did and were so incredibly glad to because no one has ever asked you anything remotely close to that ever before. He said open your heart to me. And you opened the doors as wide as possible. Although still knowing this type of situation has happened before and caused you the great misery that made you build your walls to protect yourself in case something like this came along again. And it did, and you let it. Not because you were stupidly in love, but because someone thought they were stupidly in love with you. 

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90377:

Massive Amounts of Avalanche Lily by p medved on Flickr.

90377:

Massive Amounts of Avalanche Lily by p medved on Flickr.

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