Cindy. Twenty. Melbourne, Australia.Ink. Turtles. Owls. Art. Letters.Winter. Snow. Blankets. Fire. Wit. Honesty. Compliments. Smiles.
Go out and do something. It isn’t your room that’s a prison, it’s yourself.
- Sylvia Plath (via suspend)(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege, via cokeanut)
Call me selfish but I don’t want you to meet somebody that makes you forget about me.
(via delirious-fancies)
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