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❁just changed my blog theme :)

❁it's finally summer!!!

❁new favourite movie: the unbearable lightness of being

❁reading: a clash of kings

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"someone told me once that shooting stars are really just angels throwing away their cigarettes before God could catch them smoking"

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did you hear about the italian chef who died?

he pasta way

he just ran out of thyme

here today, gone tomato

his wife is still upset, cheese still not over it

we never sausage a tragedy coming

ashes to ashes, crust to crust

there’s just not mushroom for italian chefs in today’s world

spaghetti

eluting:

found old photos on my phone and thought i would upload them. this photo is one of my favorites because the memory of it makes me really warm inside.
'I crave space. It charges my batteries. It helps me breathe. Being around people can be so exhausting, because most of them love to take and barely know how to give. Except for a rare few.'
— Katie Kacvinsky (via onlinecounsellingcollege)