Anchor yourself to something special.

Marina. 20 years old. Made in Spain, but I was exported to Buenos Aires. Dreamer. Studying Economics. Shopaholic. Fashion addict. I breathe music and speak passion.

Life has different ways of testing you. Either nothing happens at all, or everything happens all at once.

One day I just woke up and realized that I can’t touch yesterday. So why the heck was I letting it touch me?

—Steve Maraboli  (via terrible)

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Our hearts beat so loud the neighbours think we’re fucking when I’m just trying to find the nerve to touch your face.

—Andrea Gibson, “Pansies” (via lotuskiss)

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Look, let’s give it up. Let’s just lay around and make love and take walks and talk a little. Let’s drive down and look at the ocean. It’s only 45 minutes. Let’s play games in the arcades. Let’s go to the races, the Art Museum, the boxing matches. Let’s have friends. Let’s laugh. This kind of life like everybody else’s kind of life: it’s killing us.

—Charles Bukowski 

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