There’s this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It’s the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me.
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| — | Gretchen Kemp (via waitingforteaagain) |
A mystical place, Iceland. Shot in June.
This image is shot standing on melting ice over Bræðravatn, Mjóafjarðarheiði. The locals tell me this is never to be done again. The name, Lake of Brothers, comes from two brothers who drowned in the extremely deep and cold water after the ice broke.
The air is a beautiful princess without bones.
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| — | Takiguchi Shuzo, “Documents d’oiseaux” (via thesoviette) |
When jealousy rears up, it indicates that something inside of you is afraid. It’s an alarm, nothing less and nothing more. Treat it as such.
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| — | Anthony D. Ravenscroft, Polyamory: Roadmaps for the Clueless and Hopeful: An Introduction on Polyamory (via cuddleorgy) |
