samuraitears:

Chill of death beckons   Honor and Respect we meet   We are kindred Souls

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zubat:

m-ooonn:

she sat in the water for like an hour, just staring at the water peacefully

An angel, honestly.

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I crave touch, yet I flinch every time someone is close enough.

I have become rather fearful I suppose.

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someone-somewheree:

gen-tan:

xeduo:

welcome-foolishmortals:

This is going on my tumblr again.

every october

and some of the months in-between

I get it…

when the one ghost turns his head AWW HAHABAHABH<3

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October 01 2014
Some names will always taste bitter.

6 Word Poem About Love, by Devyn Springer 

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