my favorite songs: RED
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my favorite songs: RED
He used to mess my hair and call me “little sister,” she remembered, and suddenly there were tears in her eyes.
I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.
Lisa Kleypas, Blue-Eyed Devil (via wordsnquotes)
I’d honestly be okay with this.
Making time for someone is a big compliment. It's one of the best ways to show them that you want them.
A good partner will inspire the best in you and help you become a better version of yourself. Their support for you won’t disappear and their love won’t vanish. When you stop thinking about what this person can do for me and start thinking about what you can do for them it should be clear that a match has been made. You’ll know, they’re the one.
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When people talk to each other they never say what they mean. They say something else. And you’re supposed to just know what they mean. Only, I never do. So how is that different?
Alan Turing (via psych-facts)
When people talk to each other they never say what they mean. They say something else. And you’re supposed to just know what they mean. Only, I never do. So how is that different?
Alan Turing (via psych-facts)
Just because you can’t see it doesn’t mean mental illness don’t exist.
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Okay, ok, I got this: Somedays I am the store of balloons, somedays I am the porcupine, on the worst days I am both. or Somedays I am the lung, somedays I am the pack of menthols, on the worst days I am both. or Somedays I am the house of cards, nineteen years tall, teeming, un tackled, somedays I am the earth quake, on the worst days I am both. or Somedays I am what happened, somedays, I am what caused the happening, on the worst days, I blame the thing that breathes, the part of me that is body & alive & remembers what everything that isn’t body tries to forget. or somedays, I am joy. Somedays I laugh. I swell with so much god that the sky of me rains. somedays, I am just the rain. An endless air of grey. A damp, muted bed of dirt on the worst days, nothing grows
Donte Collins, “a sadness by any other name” (via hqlines)