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Water lilies in Whistler, BC

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“Don’t explain. People only hear what they want to hear.”

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naturaekos

““Hug somebody today you haven’t hugged yet… It could change their day, their week, their life.””

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“You can never truly ever be done with someone who has had a major impact on your life. You had a future with them, you have memories with them and it is simply not possible to get away from all that. Somewhere deep down, you’ll still miss that. And that’s completely okay. It does not mean you are not over them. You can be over them, and 20 years down the line be married to someone you truly love but still think about “The one that got away” every once in a while. That never means you don’t love the person you’re with. No matter what other people might say.”

— Things Iearned in 2014

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Me gustaría morir en mi cumpleaños, morir el mismo día que nací, para no vivir días de más, ni lamentar haber vivido días menos. No me gustaría morir en navidad, o un día antes del cumpleaños de mi hermano o el día de las madres o el día que nació mi pequeña prima, porque todos lo sentirían todos los años y ya no tendrían deseos de festejar, no quiero morir con culpa, no sería justo. Pero en mi cumpleaños estaría bien, festejarían todos, festejarían un cumpleaños de alguien que alguna vez vivió y el aniversario de la misma persona que ya no está. Si, suena bien. Me gustaría ir a dormir un día antes, y al despertar a otro maldito cumpleaños, pueda levantarme y verme ahí, durmiendo... Sería un lindo regalo, odio mi cumpleaños pero ese último valdría la pena. Además ellos tendrían que festejar, ¿no? después de todo, era mi cumpleaños... mi último cumpleaños.

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hijerking

”?!” makes a sound in my head, but I can’t describe what it is.

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wnq-writers

I don’t want to fall in love anymore, I feel like I’m constantly repeating myself; telling people my favourite songs, showing them my favourite movies and TV shows, my favourite colour, places I like to visit, just everything. And I’m tired of repeating myself, I don’t have the energy anymore. I want someone who already knows that a particular song is my favourite because it makes me cry happy tears, I want someone who knows that this movie is my favourite, because one of my earliest memories was watching it as a kid, when we were still a family. I don’t want to give people parts of me only for them to become a stranger again, It’s not fair. I’m tired

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