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concave-stomachs:

smilebrighterthenthesun:

crazyteenblogger:




they’re coming home for the hoilday



if you see this on your dash and don’t reblog judging you

whenever i see them, i thank them. you dont even know half of what they go through

Once when I told a soldier thank you, he was really surprised and said he didn’t get thank you’s a lot, and my heart just kinda fell out of my chest.
"Don’t think about what can happen in a month. Don’t think about what can happen in a year. Just focus on the 24 hours in front of you and do what you can to get closer to where you want to be."
Eric Thomas (via perfect)

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"People are islands,’ she said. ‘They don’t really touch. However close they are, they’re really quite separate. Even if they’ve been married for fifty years."
Ian Fleming, Casino Royale (via larmoyante)

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profoundboner:

bpdlevi:

"you’re obsessed with your mental illness"

i know right? it’s almost like it impacts every part of my life

"it’s all in your head"

I know right? it’s almost like it’s a mental illness

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"All animals are somebody - someone with a life of their own. Behind those eyes is a story, the story of their life in their world as they experience it."
Tom Regan  (via animal-rights-quotes)

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"At thirteen I started crying as silently as my wrists
started bleeding. I never understood why I always
felt too heavy, like I was buried under bricks and no
matter how much weight I lost, I felt like I took up too
much space in this room, in this world. I never
understood why I pushed the word sadness out of my
mind and convinced myself that I was fine even when
I was sitting in a bathtub full of my own blood. I never
understood why I walked around with a mask that some
people called a smile, and why I always felt like a fraud
at the end of the day. I never understood the way happiness
was suppose to feel and how people could call it a choice
because fuck, if it is a choice I wouldn’t be staring at the
walls wondering why I’m even breathing. I never felt loved
and I thought it was something I’d feel after letting him into
my bed, but after kissing boys whose lips I knew better than
their own personality, I still felt nothing but numb. I never understood why I was afraid of the doctor and afraid of
being told I was clinically depressed. The day the news
broke I still didn’t comprehend it, was I going to be like
this forever?
Four years later, two medications, sessions of therapy,
my wrists no longer bleed but my soul does.
I’m seventeen now, and I still don’t understand."
i.c. // ”clinically depressed” (via delicatepoetry)

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lindsaylohoean:

i want someone who will go on roadtrips with me and listen to a playlist we made together and sing every song with me like its our last one

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lamebby:

"You only get a little time between a cut and knowing how deep it is - If it’s just gonna leave you nicked or disfigured forever. All you can do is try to stretch out that moment for as long as you possibly can."
Little Birds (2011)