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Comparing yourself to others is an act of violence against your authentic self.
Iyanla Vanzant (via wordsthat-speak)

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Sep 15, 2014 / 31,970 notes
Nobody knows you.
You don’t know yourself.
And I, who am half in love with you,
What am I in love with?
My own imaginings?
D. H. Lawrence, from “The Evening Land,” Complete Poems of D. H. Lawrence (William Heinemann, 1957)

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My 4 year old brother told me he was scared to grow up and cried for like 10 minutes straight

finally I asked why he was so scared

and he said he was scared of drinking coffee


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Women are meant to be loved, not to be understood.
Oscar WildeLord Arthur Savile’s Crime and Other Stories (via feellng)

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Whatever it was I lost, whatever I wept for
Was a wild, gentle thing, the small dark eyes
Loving me in secret.
James Wright, from “Milkweed,” Collected Poems (Wesleyan University Press, 1971)

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Sep 13, 2014 / 223 notes
The sun, the kiss, the funk for a bliss. The lips with the soul and jazz for your hips.
Digable Planets, Nickel Bags (via pinkrobotboogaloo)

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Sep 13, 2014 / 11 notes
I came to a point where I needed solitude and just stop the machine of ‘thinking’ and ‘enjoying’ what they call ‘living’, I just wanted to lie in the grass and look at the clouds.
Jack Kerouac (via theglasschild)

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I think we’ve officially reached that annoying time in the year where it’s sweater weather in the morning, but by midday, if you wear a sweater, you die from heatstroke.

every year i wait for this post. it always comes right on time

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Sep 12, 2014 / 8,310 notes

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Sep 11, 2014 / 119,675 notes

Anonymous said: What's your major in college?



Sep 11, 2014 / 16 notes


shocked angry and confused because i’m pretty sure my rite boob is noticeably smaller than my left boob and honestly. why. i am a good person i don’t deserve this.

Sep 11, 2014 / 25,565 notes

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I don’t say I love you unless I mean it, and when I love, I love hard and long. So chances are I’ll never stop loving you.

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I feel you in my bones. Your silence screams in my ears.
Jean-Paul Sartre, from No Exit (via violentwavesofemotion)
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