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All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living.
Iain Thomas, from I Wrote This For You (via psych-facts)
(via unddderthe-moonlight)
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Remember that you were art long before he came to admire you, and you’ll continue to be art even when he’s gone.
a masterpiece is still a masterpiece when the lights are off and the room is empty (via alunit)
(Source: my-h-e-a-r-t-s-not-in-it, via alunit)
