Lost at Sea....

The musings of an out-of-place Dominican-York who belongs neither here nor there.

I have lost and loved and won and cried myself to the person I am today.

—Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps (via w-ildfires)

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Ripped apart and get put back together, them the ones with the most beautiful feathers

—Common— Pretty Bird, by Jhené Aiko ft. Common (via phatboi34)

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Being able to find someone you click with so naturally is the best feeling ever. You feel like you’ve been best friends you’re whole life, it feels like you’re coming home. You’re so comfortable with them. Maybe that’s what a soulmate is. Not someone who shares every single thing in common with you, but someone who feels like home.

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this shit is heaven on earth

damn B

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The blackest bird there ever was. It’s black on the outside from head to toe, and black on the inside with its meat and organs.

It’s called the Ayam Cemani from Indonesia, and they’re $2,500 a pop. Their bones are black, too. The only part of them that’s not black is their blood 

That’s metal.

That’s scary. Animals are scary. Everything is scary. Everything is cancelled.

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