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Burning cities and napalm skies✨ . . . . . #BsAs#City#Forhim#Peace#Inlove#NoEyes#Lol (presso Parque Lezama) https://www.instagram.com/p/B7D2QoeAnW74M0vLvbhPZDnqHarOp7SHM4NnXA0/?igshid=1u5oy94efotao

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Mon amour, je sais que tu m’aimes aussi✨ (presso Sheraton Pilar Hotel & Convention Center) https://www.instagram.com/p/B64d8UDgUQW/?igshid=ufyc45kbf799

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Non farmi camminare quando voglio volare🤍 #Aviation#Pilot#Pilotgirl#Tecnam#Sky#Home#Inlove#mujeresenaviacionargentina#proflight#propilot (presso Buenos Aires, Argentina) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6MsaHuJFIE/?igshid=uv8kerkfpd8m

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Ready for take off✨ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #Cessna152#HAK#Airplane#pilot#pilotlife✈ (presso Gez) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5ieOqPAnFr/?igshid=v5voxc82m51s

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I'm alone with you You're alone with me What a mess you've made of everything✨ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #I#see#you#when#you#want#to#die#when#you#smile#it#takes#a#while#at#least#youre#here. #ilyforever. https://www.instagram.com/p/B3Mr3ZhgRmZ/?igshid=wzegtcvpqomg

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“Travel is little beds and cramped bathrooms. It’s old television sets and slow Internet connections. Travel is extraordinary conversations with ordinary people. It’s waiters, gas station attendants, and housekeepers becoming the most interesting people in the world. It’s churches that are compelling enough to enter. It’s McDonald’s being a luxury. It’s the realization that you may have been born in the wrong country. Travel is a smile that leads to a conversation in broken English. It’s the epiphany that pretty girls smile the same way all over the world. Travel is tipping 10% and being embraced for it. Travel is the same white T-shirt again tomorrow. Travel is accented sex after good wine and too many unfiltered cigarettes. Travel is flowing in the back of a bus with giggly strangers. It’s a street full of bearded backpackers looking down at maps. Travel is wishing for one more bite of whatever that just was. It’s the rediscovery of walking somewhere. It’s sharing a bottle of liquor on an overnight train with a new friend. Travel is “Maybe I don’t have to do it that way when I get back home.”

— Nick Miller, Isn’t It Pretty To Think So? (via thegoodvybe)

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Loneliness is a cruel tormentor. It will make you go running to people who broke you before and will make you believe that the same won’t happen again. It will push you into the arms of someone who doesn’t deserve to hold you. It will make you think that you deserve someone who loves their self more than you. It will make you feel like you deserve the inevitable pain that will come from chasing people who will never appreciate you. It will make you blame yourself when others treat you badly and convince you to forgive the unforgivable. It will make you chase people who aren’t enough to deserve your love or know how valuable it truly is. Loneliness will make you break your own heart.

Loneliness, it’s a cruel tormentor.

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“I needed to be somewhere different. Maybe I needed to be someone different, too.”

— Heather Davis // The Clearing

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