A heart is a fragile thing. That’s why we protect them so vigorously, give them away so rarely and why it means so much when we do. Some hearts are more fragile than others. Purer, somehow. Like crystal in a world of glass, even the way they shatter is beautiful.

half of me is sappy and romantic and nice

and the other half is spiteful and mean and sick and twisted

i don’t understand

(Source: carasalimando, via seaontheshoal)

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A picture in 365 slices. Each slice is one day of the year.

A picture in 365 slices. Each slice is one day of the year.

(via themoon-fellinlove-withthesun)

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h0lywood:

i can’t stop reblogging this ever

h0lywood:

i can’t stop reblogging this ever

(Source: acidzcity, via andiwouldntknow)

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