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{ the perks of being a rock in a mountain lake }
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{ although we all are lost }
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Waking up in my car on the 5th of July with my girlfriend.
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And I can’t
help
but to run my fingers
down your spine
like you are my
favorite
book. But I still
cannot read you,
you are
your own language.
Your pages are
tired and torn,
but I want you,
I want it all.
Michelle K., Like A Book. (via sadlittlewords)
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A sixth grader’s advice to future sixth graders.
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Fall in love with someone who wants you, who waits for you. who understands you even in the madness; someone who helps you, and guides you, someone who is your support, your hope. fall in love with someone who talks with you after a fight. Fall in love with someone who misses you and wants to be with you. Do not fall in love only with a body or with a face; or with the idea of being in love
(via dripping-adorableness)
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do not fall in love with people like me. i will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. i will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. and when i leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.
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Calm down John Green
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'do not fall in love with people like me' don’t worry i won’t
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Cloudy day in Ha Long Bay / Vietnam (by Peru Serra).
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A big window, a stack of blankets, and books. All you need.
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Saw your message, completely agree. But I feel its only realistic to believe that everything in the world is just that; coincidence. so based on select coincidences that have been failures in the past, they dont speak for the masses. I personally would like to believe that there is always an end goal in finding someone that you're truly compatible with; soulmate or not.
Thanks for reaching out. That definitely makes sense, and I agree: in the end we all just want to find the person we are most compatible with. Sometimes I wonder if it's possible to have more than one soulmate though. My concern is that falling in love more than once will take away from the grand total of feelings ignited. I feel like love is dispersed sometimes, and I just wish that it were possible to give all of yourself to someone else again if you've already been in love before.
Thoughts on Love
Hi there, it's been a while. Ironically, I'm one of those people who absolutely hates when others talk to me only when they need something, yet here I am talking to you with that purpose in mind. Maybe, I just really need to clear my mind; maybe I don't want a response, but rather the chance to let my thoughts contextualize themselves. Maybe I don't necessarily need anything from you, per se, as what I really need is the chance to organize my thoughts. The reason I am confiding in you is because I'm lost. I am. I am lost in my endever to fall in love again, not to be mistaken for losing faith in love though. It's just that, I don't know if it's possible for me to really fall in love twice, and I know that searching for it in this manner is definitely not going to bring me closer. You see, I have a theory about love. I think it only works if it's never been experienced to that degree by both parties. When you're in love, you learn to appreciate the tiniest of nuances, like the way their dimple shows on the right side while they try to contain a smile, the soft sigh they make right before they fall asleep, the adorable sense of confusion of time and location first thing in the morning, and the way they look at you while they appreciate your little habits throughout the day. It's just that I'm afraid I've used up my ticket. Sure, you can love someone else in your lifetime, but to fall in love, to be in love, happens very rarely; so rarely that I'm questioning the possibility of it happening again for me.
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Bloom where you are planted
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Travel is little beds and cramped bathrooms. It’s old television sets and slow Internet connections. Travel is extraordinary conversations with ordinary people. It’s waiters, gas station attendants, and housekeepers becoming the most interesting people in the world. It’s churches that are compelling enough to enter. It’s McDonald’s being a luxury. It’s the realization that you may have been born in the wrong country. Travel is a smile that leads to a conversation in broken English. It’s the epiphany that pretty girls smile the same way all over the world. Travel is tipping 10% and being embraced for it. Travel is the same white T-shirt again tomorrow. Travel is accented sex after good wine and too many unfiltered cigarettes. Travel is flowing in the back of a bus with giggly strangers. It’s a street full of bearded backpackers looking down at maps. Travel is wishing for one more bite of whatever that just was. It’s the rediscovery of walking somewhere. It’s sharing a bottle of liquor on an overnight train with a new friend. Travel is ‘Maybe I don’t have to do it that way when I get back home.’
Nick Miller, Isn’t It Pretty to Think So? (via wethinkwedream)