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Just remember that sometimes, the way you think about a person isn’t the way they actually are
John Green (via glassbonespaperskin)
I think it’s important to realize you can miss something, but not want it back
Paulo Coelho (via itcuddles)
Hey
Does anyone else have like. Anxiety-related memory problems. Like, after you do something, you start wondering if you messed something up or did something wrong, and you get really anxious over possible mistakes you made and you genuinely can’t remember if you made those mistakes or not?
Like for example maybe you write someone a letter and then after sending it you start imagining you made some terrible mistake and despite the fact that you yourself wrote and proofread and sent it, you can’t remember if you did or not?
It happens to me a l o t and it’s terrible and scary because I can’t trust my own memories when I’m anxious
“Remember that sometimes not getting what you want is a wonderful stroke of luck.”
Dalai Lama (via amortizing)
So I run, a lot. I’ve dealt with assholes trying to throw soda on me to screaming as they drive by, or yelling ‘fag’ at my brightly colored 6 inch shorts (they do have an inner netting). The thing I hate the MOST is when people honk, not to alert me of their presence, but to try to scare me, I mean loud ass slam on your horn for 5 seconds types of honks.
Anyway, I noticed that a white camaro in my neighborhood always did this when he saw me running. It turns out to be some teenage punk. One day, I see the car coming up from behind me on a reflection on a parked car. So I prime myself for an Oscar worthy performance.
Sure enough, he honks as he passes. I stop, and clutch my chest, I mean, like informercial levels of dramatics. And I crumble on the street. The little jerk has a conscience, apparently, because he turns the car around and drives back. He gets out and is audibly freaking out.
I’m still playing dead and he gets closer to try to check on me. He crouches down next to me to try to check for breathing.
I SCREAM in his ear, get back up, and go on the rest of my run.
Haven’t had to deal with the white camaro since.
me: *breathes* mom: that damn phone
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Don’t waste valuable energy on things that don’t matter. Get over anything that’s holding you back & move forward in victory.
joel osteen (via naturaekos)
If I ever loved you, I’ll always love you, that’s how I was raised
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Fall in love when you are ready, not when you are lonely.
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“Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.”
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Clear your mind here
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