Traveling is like flirting with life. It’s like saying, ‘I would stay and love you, but I have to go.
Lisa St Aubin de Terán  (via herkindoftea)
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I swear I’m okay. I’m just tired. And no, not just the kind of tired where I’ve had a long day, but the kind of tired where I slept for 7 hours last night, and yet, I feel as though I haven’t had a good night’s rest in months. The kind of tired where taking a deep breath feels like carrying twice my body weight. The kind of tired where I feel as though I’ve been searching for you as if you were the last piece of buried treasure on this earth. The kind of tired that I fear no amount of sleep can ever cure.

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this is actually me lol

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you were like the summer; barely anyone appreciated you while you were here, but the second you were gone, all they did was miss you.