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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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The thing about writing is I can’t tell if it’s healing or destroying.
Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey (via rupikaurpoems)
Jennifer Bithell
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In religion we call it spirits. In science we call it energy. In the streets we call it vibes. All I'm saying is trust it.
Funny. It is your heart, but it isn’t yours. It does not belong to you for it cannot be controlled nor commanded by you. Instead, your heart owns you. You cannot tell it to stop whispering that name, you cannot make it stop beating for that person. You may pretend not to hear what it is saying, but we all know that one day you will realize that you will never be truly happy until you listen to what your heart is saying. And then you will finally listen to it.
You see? It is your heart but it does not belong to you, instead it owns you.
Hot coffee, the house to myself, sunshine streaming in through the windows, and the most beautiful classical music playing thanks to @classicalmpr (yes, I opened the record player just because it’s pretty). (at Minneapolis, Minnesota) https://www.instagram.com/p/BvEzvaQHJ4e/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=15ofoefx4az30
Spiced Eggnog Pancakes