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“I stayed in a bad relationship for three years. I was sharing a man with someone else. He wouldn’t answer his phone at certain times of the night. Or he was always working late. It was three years of letting him feel good at my expense. Three years of feeling ‘less than.’ I kept telling myself that I could be a better girlfriend. Or that I could fix it. Or that I should give it more time. I was down to 108 pounds from all the stress. I was constantly clenching my phone. I was always angry and arguing and serious. Finally one night the other woman got a hold of his phone, and she called me, and started asking me all these questions. And I decided that I couldn’t live like that anymore. I walked away. That was a year ago. My spirit feels so much lighter now. I’ve gained back twenty pounds. And I’m laughing again. During those years, it took a joke to make me laugh. Now I can laugh at anything.”

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u cant trust people who step on flowers

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highmami

lmaoalien

how much does a friend cost and do i get a discount if i buy 4

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me: *is pretty* you: *is pretty* we: *is pretty together*

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timbllr

for 2016 i wish for this world to get its shit together

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MY FUCKING BEST FRIEND IS BACK, BEST CHRISTMAS PRESENT EVER❤️❤️❤️❤️ 5 months without you was so hard, but it was worth the wait to see your beautiful face again❤️

dangdfeng

some panoramas, they’re not very good but at least i got the colors

humansofnewyork

(11/11) “Six months ago my father disappeared. He left one morning and didn’t come home. That morning he answered the phone one time, and he said: ‘I’m fine, Aya. I’ll be home soon.’ And he never answered the phone again. You can’t imagine what this has done to my mind. I don’t know if he is dead. I don’t know if he remarried. I know nothing. All day and night I must imagine what has happened. I haven’t even told my younger sisters. I tell them that Daddy went to Istanbul to work but he will be home. They wouldn’t be able to take it. I still post old photos to his Facebook page so it seems like he exists. But it’s been six months, and they want to know why he hasn’t called. I promise he’s a good person, really. I love him so much. He loved me too. He always told me that he was proud of me and I was going to be something in life. But how could he leave me like this? How could he leave all of this on my shoulders? I’m twenty years old. I can’t handle all of this by myself. I don’t need him to work, or make money, but I need him. I need my Daddy. I can’t do this alone much longer. I’m getting tired. I’m a warrior and I’m strong and I’ve fought so much but even warriors get tired. I’ve been having crazy thoughts lately. I don’t want to do it. I’ve been through so much. I wanted to go to school and be something in life. But I can’t do this much longer. I’m alone here and I’m in a very bad place. I feel very scared. I never wanted to be the traditional Arabic girl who marries her cousin and spends all day in the house. I’ve worked so hard to escape it all. And I know it’s dangerous. But if things don’t change for me, I think I’ll have to go back to Iraq.” ————————————————————– As of now, 4% of the HONY community has signed the petition supporting Aya’s appeal for American resettlement. It would only take 6% of the community to reach a million signatures. Please consider adding your voice. And if you know someone else who might care about Aya’s story, please consider sharing: http://www.change.org/friendsofaya

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sometimes i realize there are so many things i won’t remember in 50 years like the way the sky looked this morning and all the dogs i saw today and my mom’s voice and i get so sad i never want to forget