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The 31 Realest Tumblr Posts About Being A Women

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The 31 Realest Tumblr Posts About Being A Women

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*applauds forever*
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The 31 Realest Tumblr Posts About Being A Women

*stands up*
*salutes*
*applauds forever*
buzzfeed:


The 31 Realest Tumblr Posts About Being A Women

*stands up*
*salutes*
*applauds forever*
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The 31 Realest Tumblr Posts About Being A Women

*stands up*
*salutes*
*applauds forever*
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The 31 Realest Tumblr Posts About Being A Women

*stands up*
*salutes*
*applauds forever*
buzzfeed:


The 31 Realest Tumblr Posts About Being A Women

*stands up*
*salutes*
*applauds forever*
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me trying to be romantic
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me trying to be romantic
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me trying to be romantic
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me trying to be romantic
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Kayla enjoying Peach Creek in New Caney, TX
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Kayla enjoying Peach Creek in New Caney, TX

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Kayla enjoying Peach Creek in New Caney, TX

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lykagonzalez:

Unsure of what to say, I have been withholding these photos for a few months now. While I was at it, these have been slowly accumulating digital mold from what seems feels like a lifetime ago. The unfortunate truth there is it has been a lifetime ago.
Two months after Miko’s passing, I find myself going back to the images from our last adventure. His last. Delicately editing each one past midnight (obviously suspending any progress on thesis,) I find myself in tears. Photo after photo, the overwhelming realization of how beautiful he lived his days engulfed me.
I didn’t know when I will ever be ready to share these with all of you, but I feel that it is time. Now is time.
I owe this to the world. Every one of you deserve to see the magnificence he saw, the magnificence I saw with him, the beauty I saw through him, and the beauty that is him.
Describing his last days will not do justice, but it is in my sincerest hopes that these photos will. He lived his days full of Wonder, full of Love and full of Life.
Needless to say, it was perfect.
(Part 1)
Taken on May 2, 2014 at Guimaras, Philippines.
lykagonzalez:

Unsure of what to say, I have been withholding these photos for a few months now. While I was at it, these have been slowly accumulating digital mold from what seems feels like a lifetime ago. The unfortunate truth there is it has been a lifetime ago.
Two months after Miko’s passing, I find myself going back to the images from our last adventure. His last. Delicately editing each one past midnight (obviously suspending any progress on thesis,) I find myself in tears. Photo after photo, the overwhelming realization of how beautiful he lived his days engulfed me.
I didn’t know when I will ever be ready to share these with all of you, but I feel that it is time. Now is time.
I owe this to the world. Every one of you deserve to see the magnificence he saw, the magnificence I saw with him, the beauty I saw through him, and the beauty that is him.
Describing his last days will not do justice, but it is in my sincerest hopes that these photos will. He lived his days full of Wonder, full of Love and full of Life.
Needless to say, it was perfect.
(Part 1)
Taken on May 2, 2014 at Guimaras, Philippines.
lykagonzalez:

Unsure of what to say, I have been withholding these photos for a few months now. While I was at it, these have been slowly accumulating digital mold from what seems feels like a lifetime ago. The unfortunate truth there is it has been a lifetime ago.
Two months after Miko’s passing, I find myself going back to the images from our last adventure. His last. Delicately editing each one past midnight (obviously suspending any progress on thesis,) I find myself in tears. Photo after photo, the overwhelming realization of how beautiful he lived his days engulfed me.
I didn’t know when I will ever be ready to share these with all of you, but I feel that it is time. Now is time.
I owe this to the world. Every one of you deserve to see the magnificence he saw, the magnificence I saw with him, the beauty I saw through him, and the beauty that is him.
Describing his last days will not do justice, but it is in my sincerest hopes that these photos will. He lived his days full of Wonder, full of Love and full of Life.
Needless to say, it was perfect.
(Part 1)
Taken on May 2, 2014 at Guimaras, Philippines.
lykagonzalez:

Unsure of what to say, I have been withholding these photos for a few months now. While I was at it, these have been slowly accumulating digital mold from what seems feels like a lifetime ago. The unfortunate truth there is it has been a lifetime ago.
Two months after Miko’s passing, I find myself going back to the images from our last adventure. His last. Delicately editing each one past midnight (obviously suspending any progress on thesis,) I find myself in tears. Photo after photo, the overwhelming realization of how beautiful he lived his days engulfed me.
I didn’t know when I will ever be ready to share these with all of you, but I feel that it is time. Now is time.
I owe this to the world. Every one of you deserve to see the magnificence he saw, the magnificence I saw with him, the beauty I saw through him, and the beauty that is him.
Describing his last days will not do justice, but it is in my sincerest hopes that these photos will. He lived his days full of Wonder, full of Love and full of Life.
Needless to say, it was perfect.
(Part 1)
Taken on May 2, 2014 at Guimaras, Philippines.
lykagonzalez:

Unsure of what to say, I have been withholding these photos for a few months now. While I was at it, these have been slowly accumulating digital mold from what seems feels like a lifetime ago. The unfortunate truth there is it has been a lifetime ago.
Two months after Miko’s passing, I find myself going back to the images from our last adventure. His last. Delicately editing each one past midnight (obviously suspending any progress on thesis,) I find myself in tears. Photo after photo, the overwhelming realization of how beautiful he lived his days engulfed me.
I didn’t know when I will ever be ready to share these with all of you, but I feel that it is time. Now is time.
I owe this to the world. Every one of you deserve to see the magnificence he saw, the magnificence I saw with him, the beauty I saw through him, and the beauty that is him.
Describing his last days will not do justice, but it is in my sincerest hopes that these photos will. He lived his days full of Wonder, full of Love and full of Life.
Needless to say, it was perfect.
(Part 1)
Taken on May 2, 2014 at Guimaras, Philippines.
lykagonzalez:

Unsure of what to say, I have been withholding these photos for a few months now. While I was at it, these have been slowly accumulating digital mold from what seems feels like a lifetime ago. The unfortunate truth there is it has been a lifetime ago.
Two months after Miko’s passing, I find myself going back to the images from our last adventure. His last. Delicately editing each one past midnight (obviously suspending any progress on thesis,) I find myself in tears. Photo after photo, the overwhelming realization of how beautiful he lived his days engulfed me.
I didn’t know when I will ever be ready to share these with all of you, but I feel that it is time. Now is time.
I owe this to the world. Every one of you deserve to see the magnificence he saw, the magnificence I saw with him, the beauty I saw through him, and the beauty that is him.
Describing his last days will not do justice, but it is in my sincerest hopes that these photos will. He lived his days full of Wonder, full of Love and full of Life.
Needless to say, it was perfect.
(Part 1)
Taken on May 2, 2014 at Guimaras, Philippines.
lykagonzalez:

Unsure of what to say, I have been withholding these photos for a few months now. While I was at it, these have been slowly accumulating digital mold from what seems feels like a lifetime ago. The unfortunate truth there is it has been a lifetime ago.
Two months after Miko’s passing, I find myself going back to the images from our last adventure. His last. Delicately editing each one past midnight (obviously suspending any progress on thesis,) I find myself in tears. Photo after photo, the overwhelming realization of how beautiful he lived his days engulfed me.
I didn’t know when I will ever be ready to share these with all of you, but I feel that it is time. Now is time.
I owe this to the world. Every one of you deserve to see the magnificence he saw, the magnificence I saw with him, the beauty I saw through him, and the beauty that is him.
Describing his last days will not do justice, but it is in my sincerest hopes that these photos will. He lived his days full of Wonder, full of Love and full of Life.
Needless to say, it was perfect.
(Part 1)
Taken on May 2, 2014 at Guimaras, Philippines.
lykagonzalez:

Unsure of what to say, I have been withholding these photos for a few months now. While I was at it, these have been slowly accumulating digital mold from what seems feels like a lifetime ago. The unfortunate truth there is it has been a lifetime ago.
Two months after Miko’s passing, I find myself going back to the images from our last adventure. His last. Delicately editing each one past midnight (obviously suspending any progress on thesis,) I find myself in tears. Photo after photo, the overwhelming realization of how beautiful he lived his days engulfed me.
I didn’t know when I will ever be ready to share these with all of you, but I feel that it is time. Now is time.
I owe this to the world. Every one of you deserve to see the magnificence he saw, the magnificence I saw with him, the beauty I saw through him, and the beauty that is him.
Describing his last days will not do justice, but it is in my sincerest hopes that these photos will. He lived his days full of Wonder, full of Love and full of Life.
Needless to say, it was perfect.
(Part 1)
Taken on May 2, 2014 at Guimaras, Philippines.
lykagonzalez:

Unsure of what to say, I have been withholding these photos for a few months now. While I was at it, these have been slowly accumulating digital mold from what seems feels like a lifetime ago. The unfortunate truth there is it has been a lifetime ago.
Two months after Miko’s passing, I find myself going back to the images from our last adventure. His last. Delicately editing each one past midnight (obviously suspending any progress on thesis,) I find myself in tears. Photo after photo, the overwhelming realization of how beautiful he lived his days engulfed me.
I didn’t know when I will ever be ready to share these with all of you, but I feel that it is time. Now is time.
I owe this to the world. Every one of you deserve to see the magnificence he saw, the magnificence I saw with him, the beauty I saw through him, and the beauty that is him.
Describing his last days will not do justice, but it is in my sincerest hopes that these photos will. He lived his days full of Wonder, full of Love and full of Life.
Needless to say, it was perfect.
(Part 1)
Taken on May 2, 2014 at Guimaras, Philippines.
lykagonzalez:

Unsure of what to say, I have been withholding these photos for a few months now. While I was at it, these have been slowly accumulating digital mold from what seems feels like a lifetime ago. The unfortunate truth there is it has been a lifetime ago.
Two months after Miko’s passing, I find myself going back to the images from our last adventure. His last. Delicately editing each one past midnight (obviously suspending any progress on thesis,) I find myself in tears. Photo after photo, the overwhelming realization of how beautiful he lived his days engulfed me.
I didn’t know when I will ever be ready to share these with all of you, but I feel that it is time. Now is time.
I owe this to the world. Every one of you deserve to see the magnificence he saw, the magnificence I saw with him, the beauty I saw through him, and the beauty that is him.
Describing his last days will not do justice, but it is in my sincerest hopes that these photos will. He lived his days full of Wonder, full of Love and full of Life.
Needless to say, it was perfect.
(Part 1)
Taken on May 2, 2014 at Guimaras, Philippines.

lykagonzalez:

Unsure of what to say, I have been withholding these photos for a few months now. While I was at it, these have been slowly accumulating digital mold from what seems feels like a lifetime ago. The unfortunate truth there is it has been a lifetime ago.

Two months after Miko’s passing, I find myself going back to the images from our last adventure. His last. Delicately editing each one past midnight (obviously suspending any progress on thesis,) I find myself in tears. Photo after photo, the overwhelming realization of how beautiful he lived his days engulfed me.

I didn’t know when I will ever be ready to share these with all of you, but I feel that it is time. Now is time.

I owe this to the world. Every one of you deserve to see the magnificence he saw, the magnificence I saw with him, the beauty I saw through him, and the beauty that is him.

Describing his last days will not do justice, but it is in my sincerest hopes that these photos will. He lived his days full of Wonder, full of Love and full of Life.

Needless to say, it was perfect.

(Part 1)

Taken on May 2, 2014 at Guimaras, Philippines.

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Forgotten Monuments

by James Charlick

Indein is one of the many small villages populating the bank of Inle Lake. A Buddha Image has been enshrined at a whitewashed pagoda on the summit of the hill above the village, and below this around the hill are hundreds of ancient crumbling stupas.

This pagoda’s history is shrouded in mystery, indeed the locals themselves have no knowledge of its’ origin or history, and Myanmar historical records make no mention of its construction. One popular theory puts its beginnings at 200 – 300 BC but there’s no archaeological evidence to support that theory.

The stupas vary in their degree of degradation, from complete or fully restored near the main temple at the summit to mounds of earth and small heaps of crumbled brick that formed the foundation of the structures towards the bottom of the hill.

Here you can see the layers of design with the once whitewashed sculpted render forming layered rings and an archway, and with the brick structure beneath exposed at the foundation and across the top of the sculpted arch. Inside would once have been a buddha statue or relic of a special monk for the locals to worship, but many of these have been damaged or removed.

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22 Times Tumblr Users Reported Back From the Real World
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22 Times Tumblr Users Reported Back From the Real World
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22 Times Tumblr Users Reported Back From the Real World
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22 Times Tumblr Users Reported Back From the Real World
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22 Times Tumblr Users Reported Back From the Real World
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22 Times Tumblr Users Reported Back From the Real World