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Spider-Man 2 (2004) dir. Sam Raimi
This Halloween cat is puuuurrrfection. đť
This Halloween cat is puuuurrrfection. đť
#halloween comes at you fast
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film favorites: legally blonde (2001) dir. robert luketic
exercise gives you endorphins. endorphins make you happy. happy people just donât shoot their husbands, they just donât.
âNow, every time I witness a strong person, I want to know: What darkness did you conquer in your story? Mountains do not rise without earthquakes.â
â Katherine MacKenett
âYou think âOkay, I get it, Iâm prepared for the worstâ, but you hold out that small hope, see, and thatâs what f*cks you up. Thatâs what kills you.â
â Stephen King (via purplebuddhaquotes)
âItâs easy to take off your clothes and have sex. People do it all the time. But opening up your soul to someone, letting them into your spirit, thoughts, fears, future, hopes, dreams⌠that is being naked.â
â Rob Bell (via quotemadness)
âSometimes your forever is someone elseâs for now. Youâve been through this before. I can see it in your eyes. It happens like this: you plan your life around a person who doesnât know what heâs doing next month or next week or for the next twenty minutes. And when it comes to wandering souls, even all the love in the world canât make them stay. Or this: you give without being asked, handful after handful of yourself. He takes with big hands and hardly ever spends the night, but you blindly hope it will grow into something more. Something wonderful. It must, you think. It has to. But when his pockets are full and a new soul is calling, when the world tilts into clarity and he finds himself awake in the middle of the night, youâll learn more than your fair share about heartbreak. And I know, I know, itâs hard to try again. To give and plan and hope without worrying about the burn. Itâs hard, yes, but you have to. You just have to. Because one day, I promise, your forevers will align. Listen to me. One day, someone will teach you how to love again.â
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