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gentle reminder

panic attacks are exhausting - it’s okay to take time for yourself afterwards; things can wait, please try your best to not push yourself too hard

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Fleur.

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Deer God <3

LOTS OF ORIGINAL STUFF LATELY Hope you guys are enjoying ^^

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by Katarzyna Rojek

juansendizon

have faith & breathe a little. it will all be okay. where you want to be may seem so far away. still, be thankful for who you are today. walk. walk. walk. success is a journey & what matters is the progress & the steps you’ve taken this day. just be mindful & do not dwell on the troubles of yesterday. have faith & breathe a little. it will all be okay. sometimes, it gets so dark you begin to lose your way. sometimes, it gets so stressful you should allow yourself to smile & play. dance. dance. dance. through the chaos of existence & remember that despite your storms & struggles, you are always on your way. may beauty be the reason that you push through no matter what anyone will say. take in art. express art. be art. you have always been beautiful in your own way. survival is a form of growing. just be you each & every day.

juansen dizon, You are going to make it someday (via juansendizon)

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wellthatsjustgreat

The next time they tell you Americans are “happy” with their employer provided health insurance remember that that “happiness” is fueled by willful ignorance of what the alternatives are really like and fear of losing what little crappy health care they currently have.

somepiecesofmyheartandsoul-deac

Putting down his game controller, he turns to his friend, “You know, if she and I were still together, she would be mad at me for playing too much games instead of talking to her.” “And truth be told,” he continues, “I actually love it when she gets mad.” “What are you, a masochist?” “No, it’s not like that.” He replies to his friend, “She used to get mad at me a lot over the smallest things, and it was frustrating. But that’s what I miss the most about her right now because now I know that she was mad for one goddamned reason.” He pauses his sentence as he runs his fingers over the watch on his wrist that was given to him by her on his birthday, “And the reason was, she cared. She was mad only because she cared.”

Lukas W. // Forgotten Words #240 // Used to care (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)