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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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“In his arms, I slowly unfolded like a love note read in secret.”
— Jill S. Alexander, Paradise (via books-n-quotes)
Fall in love with the world around you. Fall in love with the sound of birds, with thunderstorms, with the little flowers that grow against odds in random places. Fall in love with the people and places you can build a home in.
“So, what if, instead of thinking about solving your whole life, you just think about adding additional good things. One at a time. Just let your pile of good things grow.”
— Attachments, Rainbow Rowell
Everything is temporary: feelings, experiences, moments. That’s the thing about mountains - they give you exactly what you need and crave.
be open with your love and loud with your laughter. life is so much brighter when lived genuinely.
keeping your dreams small and contained can often feel like a way to insulate yourself from the possibility of failure and disappointment. refusing to really try can feel like a way of beating a game that has always been rigged. this week, though, is for being real with yourself about how big your desires really are, about how powerfully you really do want a better world than this one. this is a week for letting yourself want even the things that might not be possible, even the things you don’t yet fully understand. | via
to have her here in bed with me, breathing on me, her hair in my mouth—I count that something of a miracle.
henry millerÂ
current jam.Â
she was the kind of girl that smiled at the sky when thunder boomed.