itsonlythewind

And the leaves were telling secrets to the wind.
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Apr 20
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winsome-love:

Something quite magical about road-trips. It’s like the earth moves with you and for you; and all the time in the world sits in the palm of your hand.

winsome-love:

Something quite magical about road-trips. It’s like the earth moves with you and for you; and all the time in the world sits in the palm of your hand.

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I stopped telling myself that I’m lost.

I’m not.

I’m on a road with no destination, I’m just driving with hope that I’ll find a place that I like and I’ll stay there.

I’m not lost, I’m on my way.

Ahunnaya (via fickle-indigochild)

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I hate this feeling of not knowing what to do in life.
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Everyone else can fuck off because I only want you. I only wanna be wanted by you.