The only man in my life. Food and Wine Festival. #dad #gooddrinks #goodfood #goodyimes

The only man in my life. Food and Wine Festival. #dad #gooddrinks #goodfood #goodyimes

I drank to drown my sorrows, but the damned things learned how to swim. Frida Kahlo (via words-and-coffee)

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I don’t have a favorite season. I have a favorite feeling. It’s the windows down, silent back roads with dirty bare feet feeling. It’s when I can walk straight outside without pausing to fish out a jacket. It is curtains dancing around my room because of the cool breeze that pushes against its fabric. It is sunsets after dessert and grass as my pillow. The sound of lawnmowers, falling leaves, and rain against the window. Pockets of shade and walks along a gravel road. (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

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People that miss highs school are fucking weird.

You can be the ripest, juiciest peach in the world, and there’s still going to be somebody who hates peaches. Dita Von Teese (via fawun)

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