Animals Growing Up

Cuz who wouldn’t want this on their dash

The turtle one

If this doesn’t make ur day better u are wrong and you can go

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People come, people go – they’ll drift in and out of your life, almost like characters in a favorite book. When you finally close the cover, the characters have told their story and you start up again with another book, complete with new characters and adventures. Then you find yourself focusing on the new ones, not the ones from the past.

— Nicholas Sparks, The Rescue (via observando)

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Don’t you think it’s better to be extremely happy for a short while, even if you lose it, than to be just okay for your whole life?

— Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler’s Wife (via observando)

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Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time. My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.

— Jonathan Safran Foer (via observando)

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What if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen.

— Anne Lamott (via makethemdream)

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there is a place in the heart that
will never be filled

a space

and even during the
best moments
the greatest times

we will know it

we will know it
more than

there is a place in the heart that
will never be filled

we will wait

in that space.

— Charles Bukowski (via observando)

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Robin Williams & John Ritter

My heart :(((((( 

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We hope you rest in peace, good man. 


We hope you rest in peace, good man. 

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An oak tree and a rosebush grew,
Young and green together,
Talking the talk of growing things-
Wind and water and weather.
And while the rosebush sweetly bloomed
The oak tree grew so high
That now it spoke of newer things-
Eagles, mountain peaks and sky.
‘I guess you think you’re pretty great,’
The rose was heard to cry,
Screaming as loud as it possibly could
To the treetop in the sky.
‘And now you have no time for flower talk,
Now that you’ve grown so tall.’
‘It’s not so much that I’ve grown,’ said the tree,
‘It’s just that you’ve stayed so small.’

— Shel Silverstein (via observando)

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For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

— Edgar Allan Poe (via observando)

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