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I should have loved you less.
I should have loved myself more.
(166/365) by (DS)
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condorn:

sorry im poor i cant afford to pay attention

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I know now that we never get over great losses; we absorb them, and they carve us into different, often kinder, creatures. …We tell the story to get them back, to capture the traces of footfalls through the snow.

Gail Caldwell, Let’s Take the Long Way Home: A Memoir of Friendship

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foxnewsofficial:

sometimes i’ll have loads of money and then other times i’ll be awake

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youngparis:

Cocoon and Evolved Metallic Mechanitis Butterfly Chrysalis from Costa Rica

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rrrrosa:

those songs that start in one earbud and flow into the next

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The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space.
Marilyn Monroe (via dissapolnted)

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housewifeswag:

I need 6 minutes of this not 6 seconds.

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Breathe.

You, who takes oxygen from the universe,
and gives back carbon dioxide in return.

You, who basks in sunshine at seven in the morning,
and solidifies your bones with it.

You, whose parts are organs and tissues and cells and elements and molecules and stars.

One day, you will return the dust you’ve borrowed from this old, old universe.

But until then,
Breathe.

You are a piece of this moving everything.

And everything is not everything without you.
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