shoor:

Colorful Stairs, Tehran, Iran

shoor:

Colorful Stairs, Tehran, Iran

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Sometimes I feel like I’m not solid. I’m hollow. There’s nothing behind my eyes. I’m a negative of a person. All I want is blackness, blackness and silence.
Sylvia Plath  (via rabbitinthemoon)

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If you love a flower, don’t pick it up.
Because if you pick it up it dies and it ceases to be what you love.
So if you love a flower, let it be.
Love is not about possession.
Love is about appreciation.
Osho (via elbows)

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weepling:

Ph. Jasmine Deporta

weepling:

Ph. Jasmine Deporta

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