May 2013
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If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden...
– Alfred Lord Tennyson (via smashed-diamonds)
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The quieter you become the more you can hear.
– Ram Dass (via wanduring)
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I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.
– Kurt Vonnegut (via thatkindofwoman)
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i’m friends with everyone until they get better friends and kinda leave me
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How fragile we are, between the few good moments.
– Jane Hirshfield, from “Vinegar and Oil” (via weissewiese)
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wedancecausewecantspeak:
it’s sad
how you want me
only for my body
i could give you my heart
but i know
that hearts disgust
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mewtoot:
i think the saddest people always try their hardest to make people happy
because they know what it’s like to feel absolutely worthless
and they don’t want anybody else to feel like that
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