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☕ the unhappiest people in this world are those who care the most about what other people think ☕

punk-roque:

when i have a crush on someone i can never tell if they have a mutual crush on me or if i’m just noticing and exaggerating every bit of attention i’m getting from them and amplifying it into something it’s not

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altruisticwriter:

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“As if the memories have a heart that beats only at night.”

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-Mahmoud Darwish

lifeinpoetry:

I am hungry for touch
& ashamed to be looked at

Safia Elhillo, from “Summer,” Girls That Never Die

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omariospizza:

when your sibling has the same last name as you

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oblomovite:

me: ok im gonna sit down and read this book with no distractions

me two minutes later:

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dadd:

Uber: “I’m in a blue Honda Civic.”

Me: “ok”

Me to me: “ok, we know what blue is”

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221bian:

221bian:

At some point in your life, you will probably have a bad friend.

At some point in your life, you will probably BE a bad friend.

A bad friend doesn’t necessarily mean an abusive friend. It could just be someone who is incapable of being supportive when you need them to be. Or someone who you don’t really have chemistry with, but still feel an obligation to be friends with. It could be someone who expected too much of you. It could even be because of bad communication. It can be unintentional. It can just be a brief rough patch. It can sometimes be irreparable. It is not the end of the world, even if it feels like it in the moment. It’ll be okay. Just breathe, acknowledge what went wrong, and if it was your fault, accept the responsibility.

This is not only okay to reblog, it’s encouraged! Many of us have made mistakes, and we to need to acknowledge and reflect on them. Otherwise, we won’t ever become our best selves.

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d1rtypaws:

Coworker: nice day out huh?


Me, who watched a 2hr documentary about the Hindenburg disaster the night before and is desperately trying to share the information i learned: yeah, a real nice day, not at all like May 6, 1937 in Germany.

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