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“But just because you’re strong and resilient doesn’t mean you never need someone to be there for you, to take care of you.”

— Tammara Webber

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“One day, whether you are 14, 28 or 65, you will stumble upon someone who will start a fire in you that cannot die. However, the saddest, most awful truth you will ever come to find - is they are not always with whom we spend our lives.”

— Beau Taplin

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Woah.

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“Sometimes I wonder why words can’t actually make us bleed.”

— Swati Avasthi, Split

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Book Recommendation: No One Ever Asked by Katie Ganshert

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Book Recommendation: No One Ever Asked by Katie Ganshert

There are days when I feel so alone. So weirdly lonely. Today is one of those days, I'm losing my friends and I'm trying to help someone to hold on to their friends.

How am I doing this, how is this fair? If i can't apply rules of happiness to myself, how can I apply it on others.

I don't even feel like I belong, at times. But I know that I'm the only one I can depend on. I find happiness in little things, mask my unhappiness with the joy of a child.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I?

I can't help everyone. But I want to. I have to try.

Help me.

(Also, I sat with my dog and talked to him. He listens. He's there. Ik he feels what I said when he rested his head on my leg. And I know I can try. There's someone who understands.)

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“It all means more than I can tell you. So you must not judge what I know by what I find words for.”

— Marilynne Robinson, Gilead

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“You always admire what you really don’t understand.”

— Blaise Pascal (via philosophyquotes)

Book Recommendation: No One Ever Asked by Katie Ganshert

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“But I must admit I miss you quite terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby. I go to bed early and rise late and feel as if I have hardly slept.”

— Lemony Snicket, The Beatrice Letters

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I miss you, Sergei. @reefeylovespizza

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@areefahfaisal look you're featured on here too.

So a guy told me he liked me today, and that he might even love me. And I'm here like

No you can't just love someone like that. Focus on your midterms, grades are important. I appreciate your courage, and don't think too much into this. Relax and we stay cool. And I TEXT LAUGH SAYING, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHSHAHAHSHAHAH NO YOU DON'T. YOU CAN'T.

Wowzer.

All my life I've wanted someone to fancy me and now when someone does, I'm here like haha no. And cringing at it. Like wow, hello um feelings? Ya got any, stone cold. Cuz I feel meh, almost nothing. Maybe it's because I'm pushing something away, but I'm not the one to freak out.

I mean we can be buds, but I have SO MUCH OF STUFF TO WORRY ABOUT. SAT's. Mids. Alevels. Oof. Let's all just chill and have fun. And if we're really meant to be, and I'm the one, as he said, then we'll definitely cross paths again someday.

Why do I want to be pretty so bad? Why do I want that perfection that everyone in the digital age posses, or pretends to have.

I guess no matter how different and headstrong you are, sometimes you'll find yourself wanting that.

Because the ones who have it are extraordinary. And so sometimes, us ordinary ones crave a taste of that.

Tumblr is truly a retreat. It's like an unconventional utopian world.

I come here each time I'm sad or overwhelmed, hoping maybe God will read these and help me.

Enlighten me.

Why do we get hurt from such petty things, and maybe that's what teenage is.

Being pretty is not everything, but in an age where perfect is normal, good has no place. No value.

I hope we wake up one day and realise being good and striving for it, trying. That should be perfection.

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“The voice of the sea speaks to the soul.”

— Kate Chopin, The Awakening

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“And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.”

— Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility (via books-n-quotes)

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25 Days of ACoTaR → Day 1: Feyre Archeron

No one was my master— but I might be master of everything, if I wished. If I dared.

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“And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.”

— Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility (via books-n-quotes)

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