to live in this world

you must be able
to do three things
to love what is mortal;
to hold it

against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.

Mary Oliver (via observando)

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"You can’t just sit there and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love."
The Perks of Being a Wallflower  (via amortizing)

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what do you mean you’re “not a dog person”? are you feeling okay? do you need to lie down?

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"What matters most is how well you walk through the fire."
Charles Bukowski (via feellng)

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"I’m ashamed of myself because I know I should be better and I have no idea how to get there."
I Don’t Know Where to Go From Here  (via sseej)

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"I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.” I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one. I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn. I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel."

Maya Angelou, poet, author, civil rights activist 

April 4, 1928 - May 28, 2014

(via crave-the-creative)

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nothings worse than passing up an opportunity you know you would’ve enjoyed because of the fear of being judged

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i’m a delicate little fairy please do not raise your voice or say mean things to me bc i will burst into tears

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beesmygod:what a weird piano

Take a trip ☽ ☾


i hate that im sensitive and jealous and stupid and quiet and ugly and annoying 

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"The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink."
T.S. Eliot (via cassoday)

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