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  • “Beer has dispelled the illness which was in me.”
    — Late Egyptian (via understated-angst)
    Source: understated-angst
    • 1 week ago
    • 2 notes
  • findingmello:

Saturdays are the best days #reading #books #tea #cosy

    findingmello:

    Saturdays are the best days #reading #books #tea #cosy

    (via teachingliteracy)

    Source: findingmello
    • 1 week ago
    • 228 notes
  • “Oh shut up. Every time it rains, it stops raining. Every time you hurt, you heal. After darkness, there is always light and you get reminded of this every morning but still you choose to believe that the night will last forever. Nothing lasts forever. Not the good or the bad. So you might as well smile while you’re here.”
    —  I Wrote This For You  (via lavender-kitten)

    (via metromyv)

    Source: emotional-algebra
    • 2 weeks ago
    • 3148 notes
  • “Don’t get attached to moments. Good or bad, they all pass.”
    — Yasmin Mogahed (via coryhunlin)

    (via kitten-mix)

    • 2 weeks ago
    • 64564 notes
  • “Two things define you. Your patience when you have nothing, and your attitude when you have everything.”
    — Unknown (via amantissima)

    (via vermount)

    Source: stevenrosas
    • 2 weeks ago
    • 178766 notes
  • “We are the generation of nostalgia. We grew up in the age of transition. From hand-written letters to electronic mails. From film to digital. We were fascinated by new things, neglecting the way we spend our afternoons. Cupcakes and tea. Play-Doh and Polly Pockets. Young and naive. Technology completely changed the way we waited and we grew up too fast. The simple things in life seems more meaningful now. We grew up in the age of transition and have become the generation of nostalgia.”
    — (via thebbcisslowlykillingme)

    (via booklover)

    Source: kistybelle
    • 3 weeks ago
    • 59185 notes
  • butyouvereadittwice:

abookblog:

I read past my bedtime.

High school bad-assery hahaha

    butyouvereadittwice:

    abookblog:

    I read past my bedtime.

    High school bad-assery hahaha

    (via bookwormshaven)

    Source: abookblog
    • 3 weeks ago
    • 411 notes
  • “Sometimes you have to do what’s best for you and your life, not what’s best for everyone else.”
    — (via theselittlewondersstillremain)

    (via unwinona)

    Source: theselittlewondersstillremain
    • 3 weeks ago
    • 77 notes
  • exorscissorz:

beachedtrust:

thunderpopcola:

This is how you lose her. 
You lose her when you forget to remember the little things that mean the world to her: the sincerity in a stranger’s voice during a trip to the grocery, the delight of finding something lost or forgotten like a sticker from when she was five, the selflessness of a child giving a part of his meal to another, the scent of new books in the store, the surprise short but honest notes she tucks in her journal and others you could only see if you look closely. 
You must remember when she forgets. 
You lose her when you don’t notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you’re about to ask a question but you think anything you’re about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don’t even know about yourself, because she pays attention. 
She remembers when you forget. 
You lose her for every second you make her feel less and less of the  beauty that she is. When you make her feel that she is replaceable. She wants to feel cherished. When you make her feel that you are fleeting. She wants you to stay. When you make her feel inadequate. She wants to know that she is enough and she does not need to change for you, nor for anyone else because she is she and she is beautiful, kind and good.
You must learn her. 
You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to. 
You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.
And, this is how you keep her.

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you have to read this

    exorscissorz:

    beachedtrust:

    thunderpopcola:

    This is how you lose her. 

    You lose her when you forget to remember the little things that mean the world to her: the sincerity in a stranger’s voice during a trip to the grocery, the delight of finding something lost or forgotten like a sticker from when she was five, the selflessness of a child giving a part of his meal to another, the scent of new books in the store, the surprise short but honest notes she tucks in her journal and others you could only see if you look closely.

    You must remember when she forgets. 

    You lose her when you don’t notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you’re about to ask a question but you think anything you’re about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don’t even know about yourself, because she pays attention.

    She remembers when you forget. 

    You lose her for every second you make her feel less and less of the  beauty that she is. When you make her feel that she is replaceable. She wants to feel cherished. When you make her feel that you are fleeting. She wants you to stay. When you make her feel inadequate. She wants to know that she is enough and she does not need to change for you, nor for anyone else because she is she and she is beautiful, kind and good.

    You must learn her. 

    You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to. 

    You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.

    And, this is how you keep her.

    the caption 

    you have to read this

    (via outlawlady)

    Source: thunderpopcola
    • 3 weeks ago
    • 207663 notes
  • “To hell with them. Nothing hurts if you don’t let it.”
    — Ernest Hemingway   (via idiotshitbaby)

    (via kitten-mix)

    Source: elliptical
    • 3 weeks ago
    • 38300 notes
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