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Adult Teenager. Cat Fanatic. Full-time proCATinator. I just made that up right now, someone should probably stop me.

[sheisinrecovery-deactivated2017]

So far you’ve survived 100% of your worst days. You’re doing great.

words of comfort. (via s-ensitivus)

[refiningfire]

Letters To My Head, part three.

this idea is my own, please don’t delete this.

[dailydoseofcelebrities-blog]

[nitabea]

Never underestimate the importance of fresh flowers, clean linens, and sunrises.

Small happy things (via goodwinmacalister)

[readytogogetmeoutofmymind]

[coral]

we will love. no punchline. no fancy statements. no perfect structures. we will love.

Beau Sia, excerpt from “Reverse Engineering” (via feellng)

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[melaniejoyous]

You will meet some people that you will want to make a home out of. you will want to hang the paintings of your life up on the corners of their heart and you will want to use their hands as your foundation, holding you up and supporting you when the raging storms come. but they may not always be able to be home. sometimes, all they can be is a door. a walkway that is small and brief, but can lead you into a new chapter of life. when i was 16, my mom told me that not everyone is meant to stay, we must allow them to leave. allow them to be free. because we can loiter in the walkway as long as we please but they will never be home. they are only a door. you must walk past them- embracing the beginnings they have created for you but also accepting that they cannot stay very long. their company is brief. they are only doors. thank you for being my door. thank you for welcoming me into brighter lights and showing me new things. thank you for being wonderful; even if it was, for only a short amount of time.

Appreciate people while you have them. (via melaniejoyous)

[coral]

Chapter One I walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in. I am lost …. I am helpless. It isn’t my fault It takes forever to find a way out. Chapter Two I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don’t see it. I fall in again. I can’t believe I am in this same place. But, it isn’t my fault It still takes a long time to get out. Chapter Three I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it there. I still fall in … it’s a habit … but, my eyes are open. I know where I am. It is my fault. I get out immediately. Chapter Four I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it. Chapter Five I walk down another street.

Portia Nelson, “Autobiography In Five Short Chapters” (via feellng)

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[alostdandelion]

Why should I be sad? I have lost someone who didn’t love me. But they lost someone who loved them.

a positive way to look at a shitty situation (via upabovetheworld)

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[newblogisjacindaelena]

by Kasumi Angel

[antiocial]

[paperlogic]

[one-headlights]

The John Wayne by Little Green Cars

[elenamorelli]

[vinstage]

[awwww-cute]

He jumped in and meowed until i closed the door, maybe he thinks he is going in to space

[larmoyante]

There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.

F. Scott Fitzgerald (via larmoyante)

This made me realize you can’t compare your past relations with your new ones, every flame burns differently.

(via fulmadz)