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I don’t understand people. I don’t mean that in an arrogant way- I’m not saying people are incomprehensible because they don’t act as I do. I mean it as a statement of fact. I know that no one can truly claim to understand anyyone else, but it’s a matter of degree. Many people are a complete mystery to me. I just can’t see how their minds work at all. It’s a fault, I guess.

Crow Lake by Mary Lawson (via quotemybooks)

find my new account

this account messed up my password and now i'm locked out except on my phone.. which is getting replaced. losing all my stuff from the past almost 8 years really sucks. find me at: stilllhomesick

theprimroseproject-deactivated2

You go on by doing the best you can, you go on by being generous, you go on by being true, you go on by offering comfort to others who can’t go on, you go on by allowing the unbearable days to pass and allowing the pleasure in other days, you go on by finding a channel for your love and another for your rage.

Cheryl Strayed (via takeoffandland)

aperiodofsoftness

I Have This thing With Floors

tblaberge

Who knew, that all I have ever felt would be so tame compared to you. Who knew, that I had been playing in puddles, when I am now deep in the ocean. Who knew, that I had thought a candle was the sun, when I had never seen the dawn before. Who knew, that I would ever find you, and see what a fool I had been.

T.B. LaBerge // Who Knew (via tblaberge)

-poetic

I promise to love you: at 6am when you’re waking to go to work, to school, or whatever road life takes you on, and when you didn’t sleep well, your hair is a mess, and your eyes are sleepy. at 8am when we say goodbye for the day and you’re rushing out the door with a cup of tea and your car keys in the other hand. at 5pm when you’re exhausted from the day and people have worn you out and you feel like crying, and falling asleep and escaping from everything. I will kiss your forehead, and wrap myself in your arms. at 10pm when you’re heading to bed, even though you won’t sleep for hours. Especially when we become a human knot wrapped up in sheets and kisses. at 3am when loneliness and sadness do not destroy you, but consume you and when you weep without an explanation, I’ll kiss your lips softly and tell you you’re the absolute best and that things will be better soon I will love you when you grow old, and I will love you after that. I will love you if I’m no longer here. I will love you, I will love you, and I will love you.

i promise to love you forever (via the-psycho-cutie)