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a daily reminder from Mr. Feeny
And yet you are all that you have, so you must be enough. There is no other way.
Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia (via larmoyante)
*showers to avoid responsibilities*
I adore those leaf covered roads, gentle raindrops, the rising winds, the burnt colors, charming music plays with wondrous friends, adore the burnt colors, trees everywhere, Iâd go on and on about this world and its many simple pleasures.
planetaryfoxes (via wnq-writers)
I would choose five more minutes with you, over a lifetime with anyone else.
Joshua Greenaway (via wnq-writers)
Love her⊠Love her like a fish loves the sea or a bird loves the sky. Love her in the way that your heart feels like itâs going to burst at any moment every time it beats. Love her skin and the way it feels against your own, soft and warm and utterly flawless. Love her for the way her voice trembles when she canât keep it together anymore and love her when she holds onto you as if you were the only thing that was keeping her alive. Love her, because some days she just canât do it herself.
sweatersandlazydays (via wnq-writers)
I know that feeling. You have to do something. You have to change something radically, because you canât stay like you are for another second, or youâre going to explode.
Jennifer Echols, Forget You (via exoticwild)
Sometimes you meet someone, and itâs so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or youâre in love or youâre partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I donât know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.
(via bl-ossomed)
âEveryone is born, but not everyone is born the same. Some will grow to be butchers, or bakers, or candlestick makers. Some will only be really good at making Jell-O salad. One way or another, though, every human being is unique, for better or for worse.â
Matilda (1996) dir. Danny DeVito