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"When a relationship or job ends, look at it as being pushed out so you can be pushed up. It may not feel good right now knowing you’ve got to start all over again. It may seem unfair and frightening, but just begin to realize there is a reason and season for everything. Great things, new things can happen if you can just hold on to your faith, positive attitude and self-determination to rise again. Sometimes a kick in the butt pushes us forward."
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  Unknown (via internal-acceptance-movement)

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"Walk as if you are kissing the Earth with your feet."
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  Thich Nhat Hanh (via astral-travel)

(Source: bigriverr, via astral-travel)




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serendipifree:

“love was just a dream I had when I was in your bed.”

(Source: cassygolightly, via consonants)



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"It’s funny. Your muscles have a certain memory about them. That’s why we can tie our shoes or play piano without looking. But then you spend a long enough time with someone and your bodies memorize each other, you know? The warmth of your back, the pace of your heartbeat, your tickly eyelashes, and the way your fingers would curl in sequence when I used to play with your palm. Another person is like moving to a new country where you don’t know the language, it’s a scary thing."
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  To Claire; From Sonny  (via merde-alors)

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"Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting, in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. The best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake somebody else up, so that they can feel this way, too."
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  Lemony Snicket (via yourscariswicked)

(Source: saddest-summer, via consonants)




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 Her 
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figentes:

You thought of her;
So pale and small,
With unkempt hair 
And husky drawl

Her hollow eyes,
Her acid tongue,
Her shallow breaths
From blackened lung.

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"Everything is a self-portrait. A diary. Your whole drug history’s in a strand of your hair. Your fingernails. The forensic details. The lining of your stomach is a document. The calluses on your hand tell all your secrets. Your teeth give you away. Your accent. The wrinkles around your mouth and eyes. Everything you do shows your hand."
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  Diary by Chuck Palahniuk (via thechocolatebrigade)

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