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please be gentle with yourself. you’re trying. if it’s taking you longer than you thought to achieve something or get somewhere that’s okay. try not to compare yourself to others too much because not everyone gets to where they need to be right away. you’re alive that’s what matters. keep trying. you’ll get there.

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you might be

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Should I just give up

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You’re an artist,“ I tell him. "How so?” “You paint a smile on every face you come across,” I say, “but there’s always a twist with artists.” “What’s my twist?” “You never paint a smile on yourself.

E. Grin (via written-in-pen)

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To the moon and back, remember?

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You try to tell yourself not to care about him. You fail to pretend that when his name lights up your screen your face doesn’t light up with it. You pretend that you’re avoiding the moments, the memories, anything that reminds you of him. But guess what–you’re failing. Because even when you’ve convinced yourself that you’ve cleared him out of your mind, there will be a moment–believe me baby girl, there will be a moment–when you see one random thing, something that before you met him never would have come on your radar, that will shatter you. And the feelings and emotions and endless what ifs will come flooding back into your mind and you’ll wish that you’d never ended things; hell, you’ll wish that you’d never even met him, because if he had never come into your life then your world wouldn’t be shattering. But we both know that’s not true, because you know that you can’t imagine your life without him in it. Without him holding a piece of your heart.

it was the syrup bottle (the things I would tell you-TRM)

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if i asked you to run away with me, would you hesitate? or are there flowers in your lungs that long to escape and leave this old town for yesterday? would you cry the same, after replacing your sorrows with birdsong that tastes like the first drop of rain in may? awake and unafraid of the days ahead of you. do you know you create constellations when you smile? you scream like the waves break, desperate to make an impact on the earth. your eyes are as bright as the setting sky when the sun falls asleep at night. would you fight, if they told you your beliefs weren't right? that the angels took flight a long time ago and that heaven is way out of sight. would you write to me if i moved away? tell me stories of the mountains you have seen without me by your side? i never seem to find the time to tell you that you that you lit a fire deep inside my bones the first day we met. you filled it with desire, brimming with life, and it never seems to die down, even when it rains. do you feel pain, when sadness addresses you by your first name? i’d stand by your side if your veins felt too heavy for you. i’d wait out the rain, because when the warmth of the sun plays games with the insides of your brain, it might feel easier to breathe again. as you reclaim what they took from you years ago, in the earthquake that stole the word “okay”, it will be okay. your heart still beats everyday with the sound of a violin playing its best refrain. how beautiful you look in the stained-glass windows of this castle we built, yours and mine. today we fly, over the rooftops standing by that wave at us as we embark on our adventure across the sky. would you lie with me, under an oak tree by the butterflies? where eternity whispers hello when you look me in the eye. my love, to you i could never learn to say goodbye.

MTR - A letter to the girl with the pretty eyes (via thedelicatewords)