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Maybe Im not living the life that I want today, tomorrow, the next day. But ill work on it. I will. I know that I might never be contented. But I know I will be happy somehow when I reach it.

For now, Ill work on it. And I shall not forget. Cause people tend to forget their dreams.

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-(via unwantedcoffee)

"You are a miracle. You make my throat tight. So tight that I can’t breathe. The odd part about this is that it’s out of happiness; complete and utter happiness. I was lucky enough to find someone to once again show me that there are still people on this god forsaken planet that are capable of planting flowers in your stomach; that are capable of showing you that good people do exist. I was lucky enough to find you. You radiate warmth. Warmth that once it hits me crawls down my arms and hides under my fingernails. That attaches to my bones and thrives inside of me as a part of me. You are a part of me. You are something that hides in the long-abandoned, dark corners of me, but also in the thriving vine-like veins that course through my body. You’ve seen parts of me that are as dark, unpredictable, and unexplored as the endless space that contains unimaginable amounts of stars and planets that surrounds us, and you’ve seen parts of me where flowers sprout from my veins and from my ribcage and wrap around my bones. I take my first statement back, you are not a miracle. In fact, calling you a miracle is an understatement; you’re a blessing."

-what i’m trying to say is that i love you. (via revises)

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This is how you lose her.

You lose her when you forget to remember the little things that mean the world to her: the sincerity in a stranger’s voice during a trip to the grocery, the delight of finding something lost or forgotten like a sticker from when she was five, the selflessness of a child giving a part of his meal to another, the scent of new books in the store, the surprise short but honest notes she tucks in her journal and others you could only see if you look closely.

You must remember when she forgets.

You lose her when you don’t notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you’re about to ask a question but you think anything you’re about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don’t even know about yourself, because she pays attention.

She remembers when you forget.

You lose her for every second you make her feel less and less of the beauty that she is. When you make her feel that she is replaceable. She wants to feel cherished. When you make her feel that you are fleeting. She wants you to stay. When you make her feel inadequate. She wants to know that she is enough and she does not need to change for you, nor for anyone else because she is she and she is beautiful, kind and good.

You must learn her.

You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.

You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.

And, this is how you keep her.

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-This Is How You Lose Her, Junot Diaz   (via blairwitchwaldorf)

(Source: 5000letters)



(Source: forgottenships)


0hbloodyhell:

snerpthesnerr:

brutuswayne:

tiredpunk:

makochantachibanana:

GOOD LUCK ON YOUR FINAL EXAMS

GOOD LUCK ON YOUR ENTRANCE EXAMS

GOOD LUCK ON YOUR ORAL PRESENTATIONS

GOOD LUCK ON YOUR GIANT ESSAYS

GOOD LUCK GOOD LUCK GOOD LUCK GOOD LUCK GOOD LUCK GOOD LUCK GOOD LUCK GOOD LUCK GOOD LUCK GOOD LUCK

d(^u^)b

how did you do that backwards ‘b’

try the key next to ‘f’

g

and here we see someone fried from exams


bonesinmyblood:

fiendishly-nerdy:

if someone “fights like a girl” you should be absolutely terrified of them have ever seen a girl fight they’ll rip your fucking throat out with their hands while the guys are still doing that weird cobra posturing thing for five minutes 

teachers are told to get in between boys when they’re fighting because once they lose eye contact they’ll calm down but teachers are told to stay out of the way of girls fighting because they will fuck your shit up




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