most common thought: damn haha im going to have to deal with that sooner or later

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Of course it’s happening inside your head.. Why should that mean that it’s not real?

Albus Dumbledore

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Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them.
Ray BradburyDandelion Wine (via delicateswans)

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Before I met him, I would dance in the shower. When he was in my life, I would think about showering with him. After he left, I would sit on the ground in the shower and cry. When I got over him, I showered so quickly there was no time for dancing, fantasies or tears. Someone can invade the smallest parts of your life, you won’t even realize it until you dance in the shower again and wonder why you ever stopped.
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This really touched me

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Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.
Neil Gaiman  (via cybergirlfriend)

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You must make a decision that you are going to move on. It wont happen automatically. You will have to rise up and say, ‘I don’t care how hard this is, I don’t care how disappointed I am, I’m not going to let this get the best of me. I’m moving on with my life.
Joel Osteen, Your Best Life Now: 7 Steps to Living at Your Full Potential (via quotes-shape-us)

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Question everything. Your love, your religion, your passion. If you don’t have questions, you’ll never find answers.
Colleen Hoover Slammed (via sempiternale)

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I hope you look for me in everyone you meet.
Because I Look For You (#206: February 27, 2014)

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The truth did not set me free. It made me feel like my belly was on fire, and the smoke was suffocating me from inside, paralyzing my lungs, as the ash settled in my gut.
The truth did not set me free. It made me feel crazy, because you saw the truth differently, and suddenly what I knew was nothing more than a dream.
The truth did not set me free. It made me want to crawl out of my skin, because I realized - truth is not a thing, it’s relative, words have different meanings to those who speak and those who hear.
The truth did not set me free. It just made me lonely.
The truth set me free, because I now know it’s not a magical fix.
m.v., Five truths about the truth. (via ribcagepoet)

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Don’t take life too seriously. Punch it in the face when it needs a good hit. Laugh at it.
Colleen Hoover Slammed (via sempiternale)

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Unfortunately, …my one true love remains myself.
Cassandra Clare, City of Bones (via heresay)

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fuck anyone that makes you feel guilty for taking care of yourself first 

fuck anyone that makes you feel guilty for loving yourself and being happy

get them out of your life, you dont need that trash putting you down and holding you back from happiness 

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I used to think I was hurting because I missed you. Now I realized it hurts because I loved you.

But God, I Hope You’re Happy (#439: April 23, 2014)

Written for: T.B.

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Getting back together all those times fucked me up more than loving you did because now it feels like you’ll come back again. I hope you don’t.

I Can’t Get Closure if You’re Still Holding On (#440: April 23, 2014)

Written for: Liv

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