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Of course, you never really forget anyone, but you certainly release them. You stop allowing their history to have any meaning for you today. You let them change their haircut, let them move, let them fall in love again. And when you see this person you have let go, you realize that there is no reason to be sad. The person you knew exists somewhere, but you are separated by too much time to reach them again. — How We Let People Go, Chelsea Fagan (via underthewarmwater)
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I have time available tomorrow evening, someone should come get one of these.
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I need these. I must find them.
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Joe Strummer & Gaby, NYC, 1981
© BOB GRUEN, 1981
@martyshannon hope you’re hungry for a ton of nachos 😛
I made a healthier take on a burrito bowl:) damn I’m good!😍
omg it’s beautiful
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