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Ray LaMontagne - Empty



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which horny geologist named this mineral

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"The boy was beginning to understand that intuition is really a sudden immersion of the soul into the universal current of life, where the histories of all people are connected, and we are able to know everything, because it’s all written there." — Paulo Coelho | The Alchemist (via blogut)

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India (by marcinbaranowski)

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re-blogged some random person singing by accident  

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Born to Die - Lana Del Rey


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damien-rice:

To Love Somebody - Damien Rice and Ray LaMontagne.

My 2 favorite singer/songwriters. I’ve seen Ray twice and Damien zero times in concert.


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Sylvia Plath, Mad Girl’s Love Song

Sylvia Plath, Mad Girl’s Love Song

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take this sinking boat and point it home


I spend my days guarded, in constant combat with reality. I spend my nights harbored under the stars; letting my mind consume me. Indifference is a foreign country I hope to someday visit .These are my twisted thoughts. Escaping their confinement in skin, bones and tissue. Rebounding off the walls of my skull out into the tainted atmosphere for you to inhale. My clumsy life. An unfinished tapestry anchored together by my musings and contradictions. Soak up my thoughts with your taste buds; feel my words with the nerves on your fingertips. These are the letters from the abyss. Raw and vulnerable to your cold stares and warm hugs. indulge in me, and I’ll be your unhealthy habit .

I have an insatiable hunger, and the rain sounds like music to me.

(helllooo i'm moumita basuroychowdhury),
I feel feelings deeply.
super religious.
borderline insomniac
you gotta understand me to love me , :)

"The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep." ~Robert Frost.
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