Every time i close my eyes.
It’s always the same.
(Source: jamespoynton, via architectureofdoom)
Look up.
Tell me what you see.
(Source: abasa, via deadskinmasks)
[video]
(via dyn-amic)
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perhaps beyond those shrouded swells another man did walk with another child on the dead gray sands. Slept but a sea apart on another beach among the bitter ashes of the world or stood in their rags lost to the same indifferent sun.
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(Source: woke-up-dead, via goodmemory)
(Source: vuddburg)
How it is. How it is going to be.
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