(Source: dezemberluft)

She wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. She spoke to no one. She spent hours on the riverbank. She smoked cigarettes and had midnight swims.
The God of Small Things, Arundhati Roy  (via yuckh)

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Ich habe so viel zu sagen,
bleib’ stumm, statt zu schreien.

Dezemberluft - Heisskalt (via justneedthekey)

(Source: osprofanos)

Don’t sit and wait. Get out there, feel life. Touch the sun, and immerse in the sea.
Rumi  (via petite—fleur)

(Source: tymurf)

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