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trippyvelvetweed:

Dab time:)
I have my mother’s mouth and my father’s eyes; on my face they are
still together.
throttlefordays:

Tanner Foust Muholland Drive Drift.
www.throttlefordays.com
I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment—we are all defined by something we can’t change.
The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.
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