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She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city.
Roman Payne, The Wanderess  (via ladyofanaturalstate)

(Source: larmoyante, via awakened-warrior)

I closed last night. Now I’m having to go to my friends funeral and go back to work right after. I’m not expecting to get out before 9 either. Ugggh

wolftea:

fresh fallen cedar sprigs. my favorite northwest tree 
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