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Youre so strong and perfect and beautiful, knew I should have gone for you when i first saw you in 2013, Oh well too late now. Your boyfriend really is a lucky guy.
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Medication is often stigmatized and that really bothers me. I’ve taken meds on and off for years to supplement my focus and combat my anxiety. I’ve adapted because of prescriptions. None of us are weak for this, we’re simply helping our brains get the chemicals they need to function better.
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ITS JUST FLUFF. THERES NO DOG ITS JUST FLUFF OMG
No that dog has super speed and is vibrating so fast that it is able to move its molecules through that fence.
When you love someone, you do not love them all the time, in exactly the same way, from moment to moment. It is an impossibility. It is even a lie to pretend to. And yet this is exactly what most of us demand. We have so little faith in the ebb and flow of life, of love, of relationships. We leap at the flow of the tide and resist in terror its ebb. We are afraid it will never return. We insist on permanency, on duration, on continuity; when the only continuity possible, in life as in love, is in growth, in fluidity - in freedom…
Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Gift from the Sea (via vegetable)
The World of Kanako (2014)
Blue floral by Dorothy Lyczek from Brooklyn, NY.
When I loved myself enough, I began leaving whatever wasn’t healthy. This meant people, jobs, my own beliefs and habits - anything that kept me small. My judgement called it disloyal. Now I see it as self-loving.
Kim McMillen, When I Loved Myself Enough (via onlinebabe)
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She survived whatever happened; she forgave; she became.
W.H. Auden, The Model (via welcomehomeward)