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BE FOOLISH, STAY HUNGRY

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If flowers can grow through blankets of melting snow,
there is hope for me.
instagram // maddymcgg

There are 7 billion people on this planet who I have not met,
and 195 countries I have not visited.
Yet I am stuck in this insignificant town,
Being pressured into making decisions about my future,
When I barely even know who I am
―
Unknown (via sophie-amelie)
(Source: lluxuria, via the-red-lagoon)

weekxnd:

thats deep

I am inside someone
who hates me.
―
Amiri Baraka, “An Agony. As Now.” (via fagnficent)
(Source: larmoyante, via infauna)

moonpettles:

fag

pretty fag tho tbh

hollyerinnn:

#follow #my #instagrammm @hollysmith123 #yen #russh

le-vieux:

skyy

dolphinz-rule:

<33333

velvetfy:

abbey lee

isaaclikesdiary:

Okay so this one time, I snuck backstage at Christian Dior Haute Couture and was attempting to get into the makeup room to snap a few quick shots of the models, when Magdalena Frackowiak walked out, opened a window and lit up a cigarette. I leaned out the adjacent window, said, “Magdalena!” and snapped this shot. ON MY BLACKBERRY. She got the fright of her life. About six months later, I ran into her backstage at the Rag and Bone show at New York Fashion Week and asked her if she remembered me. She said no. So I showed her the picture on my Blackberry. She started laughing, gave me a giant hug, and told me that it was one of her favourite photos of all time and said it had gone everywhere, including magazines and blogs all over the world.
I was like, “I bet you say that to all the boys.”