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All these people should be sent to colonize Mars...
Flower shop - Tage Andersen
I’m home sick for arms that are miles away
(via just355milesapart)
...and they won’t get any nearer...
If something is important to you, you will find a way.
(via psych-facts)
Unfortunately, nothing is important to me...
(insp.)
The problem is... it’s me the one who says I can’t.
Anacleto, sei tu??
Archimedes, is that you??
Jan 15, 2014 - Keep your hands looking great with these at-home step by step manicure Tutorial
The Buddhists say if you meet somebody and your heart pounds, your hands shake, your knees go weak, that’s not the one. When you meet your ‘soul mate’ you’ll feel calm. No anxiety, no agitation.
(via fakeflaws)
I do not agree. I think my soulmate would scare me to death...
Fear Not → (©)
I hope one day we get to have coffee together. In the morning, late at night, over love soaked words and tear trembling fears. One day we’ll be there. But I don’t know who you are. I don’t even know your name. But I know I love you. I know I’ll move mountains to find you. You may break my heart. You may leave me trembling with the words ‘I love you’ still hanging from my lips. You may close the door and never come knocking again. You may turn off your porch light, no longer waiting for me to come home. You may only be mine for a moment. Or you may be mine for a lifetime. You may turn tears into laughter as you slip that ring on my left hand and say ‘I do’. You may brush my hair back from my eyes as we sit on that front porch swing watching the sun bring us a new day together. I don’t know who you are yet, but I want to thank you today before I ever even meet you. I want to count you in my blessings and keep you in my heart. And I want you to know that I’ll cherish whatever moments we get, and I promise I’ll keep moving those mountains to find you. One day, with ‘another cup of coffee please’, we’ll start our story. (at www.katherinehere.vsco.co)
I agree to everything there is written above. But...
Now I know there is no mountain to be moved to find you. You are not. Or, if you are, we are not meant to be together in this lifetime: it is too late. But that’s ok.
If you are alive, somewhere in the world, I wish you love and happiness, adventures and friendship, laughters and achievements. I wish you everything.
I love you. I miss you.
Maybe we will meet in a couple of lifetimes...
If and when I have a garden, I’d like it to resemble this
The hardest part about running is beginning. Getting out of bed, getting dressed, putting on shoes, stepping out side. The best part is arriving back and feeling 10000x better and accomplished, therefore making the day 10000x more enjoyable.
I need to find that motivation...