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Stay close to anything that makes you glad that you’re alive.
Hafiz (via goodreadss)
“Above all, don’t lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love.”
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov (via amargedom)
you can do this. stop sabotaging yourself and your dreams. there will be risks, there will be stress, but go on and actually pursue what you want to do. you will not regret having tried, all things considered. self-doubt can destroy so much of your life. don’t let it, please.
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if a guy is hitting on u and he is clearly the alpha in his group of guys.. go for the third in command and undermine their whole power structure
I’m caught between trying to live my life, and trying to run from it.
Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being A Wallflower (via books-n-quotes)
Two churches located across the street from each other.
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It was a marvelous night, the sort of night one only experiences when one is young. The sky was so bright, and there were so many stars that, gazing upward, one couldn’t help wondering how so many whimsical, wicked people could live under such a sky.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, White Nights and Other Stories
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