fuckyouverymuch:

We enjoy the view.

fuckyouverymuch:

We enjoy the view.

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I missed the idea of him more than he himself.

— Beth Harbison (via observando)

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And suddenly you know: It’s time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings.

— Meister Eckhart (via observando)

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You will lose someone you can’t live without, and your heart will be badly broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved. But this is also the good news. They live forever in your broken heart that doesn’t seal back up. And you come through. It’s like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly—that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.

— Anne Lamott (via observando)

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dannybrito:

this was me after tacobell last night.

dannybrito:

this was me after tacobell last night.

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How would your life be different if you learned to let go of things that have already let go of you? From relationships long gone, to old grudges, to regrets, to all the ‘could’ve’ and ‘should’ve,’ to the dead friendships you still hang on to… Free yourself from the burden of a past you cannot change.

— Steve Maraboli (via observando)

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I feel good with my husband: I like his warmth and his bigness and his being-there and his making and his jokes and stories and what he reads and how he likes fishing and walks and pigs and foxes and little animals and is honest and not vain or fame-crazy and how he shows his gladness for what I cook him and joy for when I make him something, a poem or a cake, and how he is troubled when I am unhappy and wants to do anything so I can fight out my soul-battles and grow up with courage and a philosophical ease. I love his good smell and his body that fits with mine as if they were made in the same body-shop to do just that. What is only pieces, doled out here and there to this boy and that boy, that made me like pieces of them, is all jammed together in my husband. So I don’t want to look around any more: I don’t need to look around for anything.

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via observando)

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There is no sunrise so beautiful that it is worth waking me up to see it.

— Mindy Kaling (via observando)

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Religion has convinced people that there’s an invisible man … living in the sky. Who watches everything you do every minute of every day. And the invisible man has a list of ten specific things he doesn’t want you to do. And if you do any of these things, he will send you to a special place, of burning and fire and smoke and torture and anguish for you to live forever, and suffer, and suffer, and burn, and scream, until the end of time. But he loves you. He loves you. He loves you and he needs money.

— George Carlin (via observando)

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You know, one of the tragedies of real life is that there is no background music.

— Annie Proulx (via observando)

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Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.

— Søren Kierkegaard (via observando)

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If something was really important, fate made sure it somehow came back to you and gave you another chance. Events conspired to bring you back to where you’d been. It was what you did then that made all the difference: it was all about potential.

— Sarah Dessen, The Truth About Forever (via simply-quotes)

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