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by Sara Gossett
by Zanthia
i still catch fireflies and name them after you to keep in the jar with my heart collections and other broken things
the encyclopedia of you and me
by celine steen
camillaskye
I’m jealous of the rain that falls upon your skin. It’s closer than my hands have been
Labrinth. (via anawanky)
by Matthew Studebaker
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where, I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I don’t know any other way of loving.
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets (via bookmania)
Home - Winter Edition, Angelika Hörschläger
ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE
Picture yourself when you were five. In fact, dig out a photo of little you at that time and tape it to your mirror. How would you treat her, love her, feed her? How would you nurture her if you were the mother of little you? I bet you would protect her fiercely while giving her space to spread her itty-bitty wings. She’d get naps, healthy food, imagination time, and adventures into the wild. If playground bullies hurt her feelings, you’d hug her tears away and give her perspective. When tantrums or meltdowns turned her into a poltergeist, you’d demand a loving time-out in the naughty chair. From this day forward I want you to extend that same compassion to your adult self.
Kris Carr (via quotemadness)
Since I was young, I have always known this: Life damages us, every one. We can’t escape that damage. But now, I am also learning this: We can be mended. We mend each other.
Veronica Roth (via quotemadness)
We shall never fully understand nature (or ourselves), and certainly never respect it, until we dissociate the wild from the notion of usability – however innocent and harmless the use. For it is general uselessness of so much of nature that lies at the root of our ancient hostility and indifference to it.
John Fowles, The Tree (via larmoyante)
by wissa
People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all…Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.
Jim Morrison (via wnq-music)