4/10/2012
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“I get lonely when I’m a Playstation widow.”
— Ashley Judd
2/26/2012
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“Life changes every minute of everyday. You lose friends. You gain friends. You realize your friend wasn’t ever really your friend and the person you used to hate can make a really good friend. You look for love. You find love. You lose love. You realize all along that you’ve been loved. You laugh. You cry. You laugh so hard that you cry. You do this, you do that. You really wish you hadn’t done that. You then learn from that and you’re glad that you did. You have your ups. You have your downs. You see good movies. You see bad movies. You wonder if your life is just a big movie. You look at others and wish you were them. You then realize who they are and glad that you’re you. You love life. You hate life. In the end you just find yourself happy to be living life, no matter what’s being thrown at you.”
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1/6/2012
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“If you don’t like to read, you haven’t found the right book.”
— J. K. Rowling (via haaaaaveyoumetjehs)
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12/14/2011
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“‘I love you’ means that I accept you for the person that you are, and that I do not wish to change you into someone else. It means that I will love you and stand by you even through the worst of times. It means loving you even when you’re in a bad mood, or too tired to do the things I want to do. It means loving you when you’re down, not just when you’re fun to be with. ‘I love you’ means that I know your deepest secrets and do not judge you for them, asking in return that you do not judge me for mine. It means that I care enough to fight for what we have and that I love you enough not to let go. It means thinking of you, dreaming of you, wanting and needing you constantly, and hoping you feel the same way for me.”
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Jonathan Safran Foer
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This is what I mean when I say it.
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12/11/2011
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“To anyone who hasn’t lost their parents, here’s some news: you never get over it. I’m not trying to startle you. It’s a fact. You get through it, yes, and you’ll probably get used to it, but you don’t get over it. A piece of your life jigsaw has been removed and, however much you rearrange the other pieces, they never quite fit in the same way again. That’s not necessarily a bad thing. For me it makes complete sense that everything changes; if we accept that, in some profound way, our parents help shape who we are then surely their deaths will affect us deeply too?”
It’s nice to know that someone out there knows how I feel. Yesterday was the five-year anniversary of the accident and I basically had a complete meltdown. Even though I’m finally used to it, I’ll probably never really get over it.
11/25/2011
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“That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald (via human-voices)
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“Walking away may hurt for a while, but your heart will eventually heal. Then you can choose what you really want. You will find that you don’t need to trust others as much as you need to trust yourself to make the right choices.”
— The Four Agreements, Don Miguel Ruiz (via creatingaquietmind)
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Twenty-three. (December 2, 1988)
