twenty one years.
"the truth; without holding back"

30th July 2014

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rehked:

hawxr:

“You,” he said, “are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world, and that, I believe, is why you are in so much pain.”

rehked:

hawxr:

“You,” he said, “are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world, and that, I believe, is why you are in so much pain.”

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30th July 2014

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30th July 2014

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30th July 2014

Quote reblogged from ~The loner I've become~ with 3,527 notes

Grief does not change you. It reveals you.
John GreenThe Fault in Our Stars (via intamed)

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25th July 2014

Photoset reblogged from Veni, Vidi, Vici with 5,358 notes

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25th July 2014

Quote reblogged from Andrea Gibson with 1,107 notes

In the midst of hate, I found there was, within me, an invincible love. In the midst of tears, I found there was, within me, an invincible smile. In the midst of chaos, I found there was, within me, an invincible calm. I realized, through it all…that in the middle of winter, I finally found that within me there lies an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger—something better, pushing right back.

Albert Camus

Such a soft spot for stayherewithus.

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25th July 2014

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here’s to wishin’ my whole (extended, too) family wasn’t as fucked up. maybe i’ll have a family one day that’s not, but until then…i got to deal w this shit?

sometimes i wish i could choose friends as family. is that terrible? 

21st July 2014

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i’m grateful to weather the tide with you. you are my raft in this tumultuous sea. even when we are a part of the tumult, it’s nice to know i always find my way back to you, i find your hand reaching out for mine and we are strength in interlocking fingertips. we always work it out, like a song on repeat, we get to the bridge, and then we’re there over troubled waters. and i hope we remember to remember that money isn’t only found in dollar bills and debit cards, we’ve got it in the way we love and understand. there’s value to that, and i’ll keep it tucked away safe, don’t worry.

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18th July 2014

Photo reblogged from My Crime is Discomfort, My Mind Ill at Ease with 64,221 notes

calantheandthenightingale:

“Does it hurt?” asked the Rabbit.

“Sometimes,” said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. “When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.”
“Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,” he asked, “or bit by bit?”
“It doesn’t happen all at once,” said the Skin Horse. “You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”


from The Velveteen Rabbit (or How Toys Become Real) by Margery Williams, 1922

calantheandthenightingale:

“Does it hurt?” asked the Rabbit.

“Sometimes,” said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. “When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.”

“Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,” he asked, “or bit by bit?”

“It doesn’t happen all at once,” said the Skin Horse. “You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”

from The Velveteen Rabbit (or How Toys Become Real) by Margery Williams, 1922

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16th July 2014

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