The flower bloomed and faded. The sun rose and sank. The lover loved and went.

Virginia Woolf, Orlando  

Everything is temporary.

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Brand New @ Common Ground Festival by ChelseaTaylorr on Flickr.


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That’s your problem, you’re trying to figure me out. You’re trying to diagnose me with every action I make. That’s how you lose, that’s how I disappear.

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Linnea Strid

We accept the reality of the world with which we are presented

- The Truman Show (1998)