April 1, 2014
"Of course, you never really forget anyone, but you certainly release them. You stop allowing their history to have any meaning for you today. You let them change their haircut, let them move, let them fall in love again. And when you see this person you have let go, you realize that there is no reason to be sad. The person you knew exists somewhere, but you are separated by too much time to reach them again."

 Chelsea Fagan, How We Let People Go (via venuschild)

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April 1, 2014


Sign it here

People like pictures right?

The signatures have started slowing down on this, and that’s not very good.
As of me typing this, there’s still 37K signatures left. That’s a lot!

So keep sharing the link guys!

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April 1, 2014

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April 1, 2014
"After high school you realize you were only friends with some people because you saw them five times a week."

— (via seelengekritzel)

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March 31, 2014
I don’t understand why people get so upset at being told they have privilege.


Being privileged doesn’t make you a bad person, denying your privilege does.
Having privilege doesn’t mean that your life is sunshine and rainbows. It means that society favors people like you.
Your personal experiences do not erase your privilege.
Don’t be upset about being told you are privileged, be upset that the things systematically given to you are denied from others.

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March 31, 2014
Reblog this if you’re older than Google.









It scares me that there’s only 1000 reblogs.

It scares me that there’s only 3000 reblogs.

how old is google?

google is 13 today


Yeeeah, I’m older!

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March 26, 2014
"It’s not about what you’re capable of, it’s about what you are willing to endure."

— Orrin Woodward (via quotes-shape-us)

March 26, 2014
"If only there could be an invention that bottled up a memory, like scent. And it never faded, and it never got stale. And then, when one wanted it, the bottle could be uncorked, and it would be like living the moment all over again."

— Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca (via quotes-shape-us)

March 26, 2014
"I’m not mad because I’m a woman…I’m mad because you’re an asshole."

— Margaret Atwood, from Cat’s Eye (via violentwavesofemotion)

March 26, 2014

Thank you for breaking my heart

i. Thank you for breaking my heart. It taught me the meaning of loneliness and being alone. I have develop a great love in being by myself; time to think, to write, to listen to my favorite songs. All the pain I felt after you left spread throughout my system and I couldn’t flush it out. I didn’t want to see anyone or talk to anyone, hell I didn’t even want to talk to myself. I only wanted to talk to you. But this process has taught me to love myself even more. I have learned to enjoy my own company more than anyone else’s.

ii. Thank you for breaking my heart. It gave me so much to feel, so much to think about, and so much to write. I never asked to get my heart broken, but every time I get hurt I remind myself that, as least I will be stronger and at least I will have something to write about. For a moment, I thought the hurt was just pain, not strength. But it is strength and it has helped me better my thoughts and feelings. I have gotten a little better at writing them out.

iii. Thank you for breaking my heart. For so long, I tried so hard to pretend like I didn’t have a heart. Thank you for reminding me that I can still feel. And even stone hearts can be broken.

iv. Thank you for breaking my heart. I turned my phone on silent, even till now and it has made me realize how much I was thrown into it. Now I do not even look forward to vibrations. I am just happier without having to check it constantly to see if it’s from you, because the answer is never yes. I have thrown myself into art and music and long walks, into deep conversations and writing and photography instead. And I am so proud of doing do.

v. Thank you for breaking my heart. Opening up is one of the hardest things to do in the world and I did it, and I am so proud of myself for doing so. Even if you did break my heart, I am looking forward to the future, towards something and someone better. I know my worth and you constantly reminded me of all the goodness I deserve and I will get. You never did deserve me anyway, and even you must know that. My friends knew it and even your best friends did, too.

vi. Thank you for breaking my heart. It has reminded me how tough and strong I was and still am. I was strong enough to tell you how I felt. I was strong enough to let you break my heart. And I was strong enough to cut you out of my life. Thank you for reminding me that I am stronger than I ever was.

Thank you for breaking my heart.


Ming D. LiuThank You For Breaking My Heart (via mingdliu)

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