There is nothing wrong with loving the crap out of everything. Negative people find their walls. So never apologize for your enthusiasm. Never. Ever. Never.

pudus:

dont ask me about 2009

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You are valuable and irreplaceable. If you are ever told otherwise, do not believe it.
(via h-auptgewinn)

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diannarachel:

Beyoncé on We Heart It.

diannarachel:

Beyoncé on We Heart It.

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I love you, but I’m mad at you is one of the most freeing, important things you can say in a stable relationship. Does that make sense? To know that you have the ability and the right to be mad at someone and know that it doesn’t mean things are over, that it doesn’t mean things are irreparable. That it just means I’m mad, but God, I love you. I love you. Now leave me alone.

sexceptional:

So I decided to just upload them instead of being an insecure little bitch about it

(via west--coast--kids)


1. Being able to say “I’m sorry” is a skill, and one that not a lot of people possess. Hone that skill. Apologizing shouldn’t be followed by “but here’s why I did it” or “and then you did this”. An apology is you taking responsibility for hurting someone else, not a notch on a scorecard in some bizarro battle of “Who’s Right?”

and i knew it was bad
when i woke up in the mornings
and the only thing i looked
forward to was going
back to bed
poems from my uncle’s grave (via refusings)

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To see and feel one’s beloved naked for the first time is one of life’s pure, irreducible epiphanies. If there is a true religion in the universe, it must include that truth of contact or be forever hollow. To make love to the one true person who deserves that love is one of the few absolute rewards of being a human being, balancing all of the pain, loss, awkwardness, loneliness, idiocy, compromise, and clumsiness that go with the human condition. To make love to the right person makes up for a lot of mistakes.
Dan Simmons, The Rise of Endymion (via observando)

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I want to write a novel about silence. The things people don’t say.
Virginia Woolf  (via frictious)

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When god became lonely
he created man,
Or was it
When man became lonely
he created god.