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Until we have seen someone’s darkness, we don’t really know who they are. Until we have forgiven someone’s darkness, we don’t really know what love is.

— Marianne Williamson (via likeafieldmouse)

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August 21 2014

empyrean-princess:

This is literally so fucking important

empyrean-princess:

This is literally so fucking important

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August 21 2014

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August 21 2014

These pains you feel are messengers. Listen to them.

— Rumi (via thecalminside)

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August 21 2014

Happiness is a perfume you cannot pour on others without getting some on yourself.

— Ralph Waldo Emerson (via observando)


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August 21 2014

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 meant 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 meant to be with someone.

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August 20 2014

I drink because they say it’ll help me forget I’ve ever touched you but I always forget my own name before I forget yours.

— Even Drunk Off My Ass, You Always Come First (#508: May 11, 2014)

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August 20 2014

You can’t be brave if you’ve only had wonderful things happen to you.

— Mary Tyler Moore (via observando)


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August 20 2014

ufocottoncandy:


“Normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving through traffic in a car that you are still paying for - in order to get to the job you need to pay for the clothes and the car, and the house you leave vacant all day so you can afford to live in it.”
 ― Ellen Goodman

ufocottoncandy:

“Normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving through traffic in a car that you are still paying for - in order to get to the job you need to pay for the clothes and the car, and the house you leave vacant all day so you can afford to live in it.”


Ellen Goodman

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August 20 2014

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August 20 2014

s.t.