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Another morning, and another cup of tea. Some routines are home.
Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
Nikita Gill, Your Soul Is A River
“I’m here, I’m here. Now, now, now, now, now.”
— Mary Oliver, from Devotions: The Selected Poems; “From The Book Of Time,”
Find out what makes you kinder, what opens you up and brings out the most loving, generous, and unafraid version of you―and go after those things as if nothing else matters. Because, actually, nothing does.
George Saunders (via penguinrandomhouse)
The body shuts down when it has too much to bear; goes its own way quietly inside, waiting for a better time, leaving you numb and half alive.
Jeanette Winterson (via quotemadness)
Emery Allen, Become
He loved October. Had always loved it. There was something sad and beautiful about it - the ending and beginning of things.
Jacqueline Woodson, If You Come Softly (via anditslove)
Nikita Gill, Your Soul Is A River
august rolls over and yawns. wakes slow and heavy, stretching like a cat. outside, the sound of birds, the smell of grass. august turns over in an empty bed. his eyes feel swollen and tired. on the nightstand, a note from july - no one carries light like you do.
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I love you, that means I’m not just here for the pretty parts. I’m here no matter what.
Claudia Gray, Hourglass (via wnq-writers)
When the storm rips you to pieces, you get to decide how to put yourself back together again.
Bryant McGill (via quotemadness)
I want to know you. You seem like someone worth knowing. Every day I feel like I’m surrounded by people with hard edges and sour faces but I get the sense that you’re different. Too often people seem to think that they have the answers to everything. Their faces are trapped in permascowls and they can’t be bothered with anything besides their own narcissism. You aren’t like that. You still ask questions. You’re still looking for the answers.
Ryan O'Connell (via wnq-writers)
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just when you think you’ve got it all figured out, something, or someone, comes around and broadens your horizon, showing you that there’s much more than what you once knew.
January 3rd, 2017 at 12:08 PM (via thecolorofjay)