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I think she’s special. She doesn’t need anyone. Like that’s the thing. Even if we were together, she wouldn’t really belong to me. She doesn’t belong to anything. She’s off in her own world…
Childish Gambino

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Rain on roof outside window, gray light, deep covers and warm blankets. Rain and nip of autumn in air; nostalgia, itch to work better and bigger. That crisp edge of autumn.
The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath, 26 August 1956 in Paris

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Chet Faker- To Me

If not me, who? If not now, when?
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Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
George Eliot 

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Wrzes. 13, 2014 / 2 231 notek

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Juniper & Fir
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Waitin’ For Superman | Iron & Wine

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Landscapes, 2014 | by Richard Gaston + Tumblr

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