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My name is Gabby and I am a 18 year old girl in New York that likes kpop, manga, anime, asian fashion, jpop, and other asian stuff. My birthday is Dec 15.
Asian Time ♪

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"You owe yourself the love that you so freely give to other people."
alexandraelle, The Love In You (Love In My Language)

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internetexplwhorer:

look at the stars, look how they shine for you

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ENZO - by: Marcel Lech

ENZO - by: Marcel Lech

kateoplis:

Mexico City: Sex workers gather to commemorate their colleagues who were violently murdered, two days before the Day of the Dead festival.

kateoplis:

Mexico CitySex workers gather to commemorate their colleagues who were violently murdered, two days before the Day of the Dead festival.

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yashimatakumi:

on Flickr.

yashimatakumi:

on Flickr.

oinkawa:

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coltre:

A lot of people complain about the night, and how lonely they feel inside their bed. But that’s not how it works for me. I notice I’m lonely at 9 am. When the sun wakes me up and everything is silent around me. I notice I’m lonely at 1 pm. When I walk down the street knowing I  have no one to go visit. I notice I’m lonely at 3 pm. When I draw on my yellow paper knowing there’s no one to say “This drawing is from me to you. I think about you a lot. ” I notice I’m lonely at 6 pm. When I look in the mirror and my body is untouched. There’s no sign of someone else living, touching, breathing my body.  It makes me sad thinking how much love I’m willing to give and it’s all going wasted because after all, maybe some people aren’t made to be with someone.

coltre:

A lot of people complain about the night, and how lonely they feel inside their bed. But that’s not how it works for me. I notice I’m lonely at 9 am. When the sun wakes me up and everything is silent around me. I notice I’m lonely at 1 pm. When I walk down the street knowing I  have no one to go visit. I notice I’m lonely at 3 pm. When I draw on my yellow paper knowing there’s no one to say “This drawing is from me to you. I think about you a lot. ” I notice I’m lonely at 6 pm. When I look in the mirror and my body is untouched. There’s no sign of someone else living, touching, breathing my body.  It makes me sad thinking how much love I’m willing to give and it’s all going wasted because after all, maybe some people aren’t made to be with someone.

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As long as you stay by that brat’s side, death will never be far away.

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