This year taught me that my loneliness has more to do with myself than anyone else. The loneliest I will ever be is when I do not have the strength to love myself. — Marianna Paige (via tellmefive)
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Cause you never think that the last time is the last time. You think there will be more. You think you have forever, but you don’t. — (via thebittersweetdreamss)
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Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive. — Hafiz (via fabulousbitch69)
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Thinking is difficult; that’s why most people judge. — Carl Jung (via likeafieldmouse)
At the end of the day, It’s beautiful and truly gratifying to know that you’ve left far more footprints of love and goodness, than the instances of falling for what seems to be a constant invitation to do otherwise. — (via thatkindofwoman)
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I’ve become skeptical of the unwritten rule that just because a boy and girl appear in the same feature, a romance must ensue. Rather, I want to portray a slightly different relationship, one where the two mutually inspire each other to live - if I’m able to, then perhaps I’ll be closer to portraying a true expression of love. — Hayao Miyazaki (via farewell-kingdom)
Most mass murderers do not go from zero to 60. Rodger made escalating assaults on women (splashing coffee on them, attempting to shove them off a ledge) before his killing spree. Both Cho and Justin-Jinich’s murderer harassed women before they killed anyone. When such acts go unnoticed and unpunished — because we expect men to harass women, and it’s not outrageous or even noteworthy when they do — they can become stepping-stones to more conspicuous and less socially acceptable acts of violence. — (via staininyourbrain)
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toska [tohs-kah] —
(noun) A Russian word – “Vladmir Nabokov describes it best: ‘No single word in English renders all the shades of toska. At its deepest and most painful, it is a sensation of great spiritual anguish, often without any specific cause. At less morbid levels it is a dull ache of the soul, a longing with nothing to long for, a sick pining, a vague restlessness, mental throes, yearning. In particular cases it may be the desire for somebody or something specific, nostalgia, love-sickness. At the lowest level it grades into ennui, boredom.’” (via wordsnquotes)
—The Russians have formed words for the most complex sorts of human emotion. This is why Chekhov is so completely incredible in all its agony. The Russians just know.
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Continue to share your heart with people even if it has been broken. — Amy Poehler, Harvard Speech (via psych-facts)
omg you can’t just ask people why they’re ignorant
^THAT. THAT IS THE COMMENT OF THE YEAR.
ALL THE AWARDS.
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Do what makes you happy today.
despite the contradictory advice circulated in the late ’90s, if you wanna be my lover, please do not get with my friends
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I think kissing is the most pure and raw form of physical contact there could ever be. Sex is intimate, sure, but you can have sex with anyone. A kiss though, my god. A kiss can change your world. A small touch between two pairs of lips can blow your mind. Whether it be short and sweet, or long and intense. And when you find someone that looks at you like you’re more beautiful than a blossoming rose; you never want to feel another’s lips against yours ever again. — The Purity of a Kiss (via impetrate)
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