" He allowed himself to be swayed by his conviction that human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but that life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves. "
by Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera (via likeafieldmouse)

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I’m really just doing this for you, goddamnitshannon. READ AWAY.

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" Compliments and presents will never effect me the same way a genuine conversation about your fears will. It’s nice to be adored and flattered but it’s not meaningful. Going to the store to buy a dozen roses for $12.99 isn’t the same as telling someone how scared you were when your parents told you they were getting divorced. Telling someone they have a nice body isn’t the same as admitting you don’t really like your freckles or the the little dent in your chin. Being vulnerable is beautiful. Trying to look beautiful isn’t. I don’t understand how people can pretend to be so happy from all the superficial things in life when it’s the moments we can’t put into words or pictures that are the most wonderful. "

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So so true.

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" When was the last time someone ran their fingers through the knots of your soul? "
by || Maza-Dohta   (via hungerasylum)

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the only thing that matters are the trees and the air and the love you pass on in everything you do. you are not even here. life should be treated like a dream. enjoy your dream, stop thinking about things that dont matter, everything is okay.

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Sometimes, you meet a person that ignites something within you. What was once just a casual conversation, is now a poem of tongues dipped in sweet honey. Your daydreams take the theme of the rise and fall of their lungs, as you lay upon their heart in a quiet room. It may all turn to ash and smoke, but right now it burns so damn lovely.

" I know who I am. And after all these years, there’s victory in that. "
by Rust Cohle (via thismarks-theend)

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