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shades0fearth:

nymphetgarden:

Namaste means “my soul recognizes yours” not “I tripped really hard at a festival once and now I’m filled with the wisdom of the Earth”

THANK YOU

Now now. Let your soul recognize festival go-ers souls. Namaste will not be concerned w tumblr ego posts. No no no!

Namaste.

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How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.
━ Nina LaCour, Hold Still (via californiagirlwearingpearls)

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fyblackwomenart:

3 Women by Anna M.

happymonk:

i slept in your
arms so comfortably
that i almost forgot
about time and
endings

weedandchocolate:

aliensufos
In the end, what really matters? Only kindness. Only making somebody a little happier for your presence.
━ Nancy Horan, Under the Wide and Starry Sky (via quoted-books)

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