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if you ride like lightning, you're gonna crash like thunder.
i'm grace and i'm the most narcissistic son of a bitch ever.

veneredirimmel:

climbing the same mountain 
you’re not getting higher 
you’re running after yourself 
can’t let go 
hiding in that place you don’t wanna be 
you push happiness so far away 
but it comes back 
to give you all that you’ve given before 
to love you the way that you do, like a mirror 
look in the air ‘n catch that boomerang 
can’t fall anywhere else but in your own 

and make heaven 
heaven out of hell now 

[heaven out of hell - elisa]