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Jul 18

MOVED. miischa.tumblr.com

you can reach me at http://miischa.tumblr.com 

<3

Jul 10

A letter to my best friend in the world…

Not much of a letter. I tried typing but… I can’t think of anything… except that… 

don’t forget my adriano zumbo macarons and I met matt moran today. he’s not in sydney so don’t go to aria while you’re there. ;) hope you’re not dying from air pollution… smoke pollution… something…

we will call ahead on my birthday. 

(:

Jul 09

x

I miss you stacks, loads, mountains.

May 31

Rayanne: I think part of him is partly interested in you. Definitely. I mean, he’s got other things on his mind.
Angela: But that’s the part that’s so unfair. I have nothing else on my mind. How come I have to be the one sitting around analyzing him in like microscopic detail, and he gets to be the one with other things on his mind?” — My So-Called Life (via presidents)

May 27

(via mindoverheart, clicksnaptwist)

(via mindoverheart, clicksnaptwist)

May 26

I’m falling apart, I’m barely breathing With a broken heart that’s still beating In the pain there is healing In your name I find meaning

— Broken, Lifehouse

May 24

“We are not necessarily doubting that God will do the best for us; we are wondering how painful the best will turn out to be.” — C.S. Lewis (via herewecollide)

May 23

“Sometimes bad things happen to good people and it isn’t fair.” — Dan Scott

(via theindiehippie)

(via theindiehippie)

Sometimes, I think about the friends that we have, the people that surround us in our everyday lives. And I wonder… how many of us are brave enough to walk away; to turn our backs and walk away and find out how many people truly love us enough to run after us and try to claim us. -

Sometimes, I think about the friends that we have, the people that surround us in our everyday lives. And I wonder… how many of us are brave enough to walk away; to turn our backs and walk away and find out how many people truly love us enough to run after us and try to claim us. I think that sometimes, we know the answer. And that might be why we never dare to- walk away, that is. We’re all terrified of being left alone. Or of knowing that we never mattered enough