We are addicted to our thoughts. We cannot change anything if we cannot change our thinking.
Santosh Kalwar (via wordsnquotes)
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We are addicted to our thoughts. We cannot change anything if we cannot change our thinking.
Santosh Kalwar (via wordsnquotes)
” My Dearest Allie. I couldn’t sleep last night because I know that it’s over between us. I’m not bitter anymore, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I’ll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent the summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds, and that’s what you’ve given me. That’s what I hope to give to you forever. I love you. I’ll be seeing you.”
The Notebook (2004) dir. Nick Cassavetes
I found my home in you.
and no place else is home without you. (via organicafe)
i may act like i’m sassy but if you’re mean to me there is a 900% chance i’ll cry
Louder
Shout that from the rooftops
I don’t think enough people can hear this
Try not to feel jealous about things, or people or places. It’s toxic. Just keep living. You will find your happiness.
(via awkwarddly)
I’m often difficult to love. I go through dark periods like the moon and I hide from myself. But I promise I will kiss your wounds when they’re hurting. Even if they’re in your soul, I can find them with the light in my fingertips. I will lead you to the river so you can remember how beautiful it feels to be moved by something that is out of your control. And when our dark periods match, we can breathe with the grass and look at the night sky. The stars will remind us of the beauty in our struggles and we won’t feel lost.
Emery Allen (via adderalldust)
I hate waking up with you on my mind and not in my bed.
(via difficult)
*wants to travel the world but has like 3 dollars*
Stop thinking so hard about everything, stop over analyzing. Just go. Just do. If it feels right, just go with the flow. If it feels wrong, don’t think about it anymore and walk away.
things I’m still learning, kg. (via copyr1ghts)
That’s my problem: I think too much, and I feel too deeply. What a dangerous combination.
(via heldenkotze)
My life.
I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.” I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one. I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn. I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
Maya Angelou (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
Gotta love crying and forgetting that you touched a jalapeño and when you wipe away your tears your eyes start burning like hell.