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@stilllfaithful
                if you donât have HOPE, whatâs the point of living??
You just do it. You force yourself to get up. You force yourself to put one foot before the other, and God damn it, you refuse to let it get to you. You fight. You cry. You curse. Then you go about the business of living. Thatâs how Iâve done it. Thereâs no other way.
Elizabeth Taylor (via wordsnquotes)
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iâm rewatching s2.......... help
Iâm grateful I kept on believing.
Six word story about optimism, 166/365 (e.f.a.)
My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.
Sansa Stark (via freddogiornoinvernale)
waveringhumanity.
       a breath leaves dry lips as she watches the corners curve on bethâs. through everything, itâs amazing to see her smile; itâs like the light at the end of a tunnel. bright enough to make michonne forget about it all, even for a moment.
              â do you think weâre gonna last out here? â
    blonde brows knot at michonneâs question ; pink lips piercing. beth will be hopeful until her last breath ( whenever that may be ) -- though not one of those breaths will be spent giving a single soul reason to call her foolish. once, the youngest greene thought it foolish to think sheâd last more than a week in this world. now, she knows thatâs a lie. with michonne, it was always, and always would be foolish to doubt that sheâll be anything other than one of the last standing.
       â ---- i think so long as we keep fightinâ, weâll make it. i think so long as we remember that everything thatâs broken can be fixed, weâll be okay. weâve got you. weâve got rick, daryl, maggie, glenn... everyone. everyone weâve got, weâre all here for a reason. because we can make it. because thereâs a reason to make it. â
jim. :((
I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in singing, especially when singing is not necessarily prescribed. As for the body, it is solid and strong and curious and full of detail; it wants to polish itself; it wants to love another body; it is the only vessel in the world that can hold, in a a mix of power and sweetness: words, song, gesture, passion, ideas, ingenuity, devotion, merriment, vanity, and virtue. Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.
Mary Oliver, âEvidenceâ (via classykittenn)
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              ever since the dead had began walking beside the living, the hopes & dreams of millions had v a n q u i s h e d as swiftly as the blowing out of a candleâs burning flame. beth knows this -- among the many hopes & dreams that once populated her own mind, the dream of raising a child had been the one that had prevailed above all. that dream was one of the millions taken by the cruel reign of the undead -- or so sheâd once believed.
judith giggles happily in her arms, burping when a porcelain hand pats her small back. hope is a difficult thing for all to keep a hold on, but it comes to beth like air itself. and when it doesnât -- when her lungs reject the occasionally bitter air of faith-- one look at judith was enough to tell her beyond denial that life is still worth living... and that perhaps not every dream has been corrupted by the living dead.
              â sheâll start teethinâ eventually. â booted footfalls sound upon the prison yard grass as beth carries herself towards rick, blue orbs flitting to the sheriff as a smile quirks upon pink lips. â if someone finds a teethinâ ring when out on a run, that could save a lotta pain... anâ loud cryinâ. â
                 ( &. nobodiesgovernor. )
You keep telling yourself you have to do whatever it takes just until this is all over. But it isnât over, this is it. This is who you are and what this place is until the end.
iâm rewatching episodes & having emotions about the greene family.
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i find the silence bearable with you.
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