Baptiste Debombourg created a frozen river out of cracked windshields.
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Baptiste Debombourg created a frozen river out of cracked windshields.
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“When reading, we don’t fall in love with the characters’ appearance. we fall in love with their words, their thoughts, and their hearts. we fall in love with their souls.” -Anonymous
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This reminds me of 3 weeks ago. On the roadtrip I took with 11 of my friends. I had my 3 closest girlfriends in the car and we were blasting our favorite music with the windows rolled down, driving through the mountains. We had just packed up our campsite and were driving back home. I really miss that.
Love is strange. One minute you’re jungle fever. The next you’re Arctic winter.
– Fallout, Ellen Hopkins
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It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same, feels the same, even smells the same. You realize what’s changed is you.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via raspberrying)
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