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Sometimes it is the very people Who no one imagines anything of who do the things that no one can imagine.

The Imitation game (via movie-quotes)

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Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting, in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. The best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake somebody else up, so that they can feel this way, too.

Lemony Snicket (via viviling)

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Mae West (yay!) and Cary Grant in She Done Him Wrong  (Lowell Sherman, 1933)

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♡♡♡

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Haha!

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vintage blog 

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Peter Bahouth’s Treehouse in Atlanta | Georgia (by Lindsay Appel)

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My brother killed himself on the twenty-eighth Thursday of last year and I missed four days of work and my mom wanted to know ‘Why’. My brother he was always a fan of beauty but what he did was not beautiful at all. And last week I got the news that one of my good friends from high school had overdosed (again) except this time she’d gone too far and now she was gone. And I had a hard time falling asleep at night and her mother hugged me tight and thanked me for coming to the service but I did not want to be there at all. This is not beautiful. The girl down the street would’ve turned 21 last year and I can scarcely imagine the wild times she would’ve (should’ve) had. But she is buried six feet deep after falling nearly 300 and she did not leave a note. This is not beautiful. My freshman year of college and my roommate was beautiful and how I wanted to be just like her. But she wore herself down till she was almost invisible and if you blinked you had to go and find her all over again. So now her parents are no longer supporting her college tuition but are paying her hospital bills watching their daughter crumble. This is not beautiful. So y’all can take your narcissistic romanticizing and glamorizing of self harm and eating disorders and committing suicide and shove them as far up your ass as you possibly can. Starvation is not beautiful. Killing yourself is not beautiful. Sadness is not beautiful. This note I am writing is not beautiful. But you you are beautiful and it’s about damn time you start believing it.

(via runiqu)

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Bye bye my babies! I love you!

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Edith Wharton’s Library. Edith Wharton designed her library for her own pleasure at the Mount in the Berkshires starting year 1902. Her library contains a rare collection of books from which her writings were inspired. It also houses 22 rare copies of her works. (Photo by Beatie)

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Jim Butcher, Cold Days

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One day I noticed that I wasn’t breathing—I was being breathed. Then I also noticed, to my amazement, that I wasn’t thinking—that I was actually being thought and that thinking isn’t personal. Do you wake up in the morning and say to yourself, ‘I think I won’t think today’? It’s too late: You’re already thinking! Thoughts just appear. They come out of nothing and go back to nothing, like clouds moving across the empty sky. They come to pass, not to stay. There is no harm in them until we attach to them as if they were true.

Byron Katie Loving What Is  (via shaktilover)

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Nothing is impossible with Him

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Don’t bring me flowers. I already know they will die and I am tired of beautiful things falling apart and reminding me of you.

mkp (via frails)