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You can tell so much about a person by the way they leave you. Redvers Bailey (via yesdarlingido)

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I don’t think you understand that you can literally rip my heart out and stomp on it and I’ll apologize for getting your shoes dirty. (via brighten-the-skies)

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1. The day you left
was the day I thought
that I could not continue
living if it meant
living without you.

2. On the second day
of your prolonged absence
nothing seemed worth
doing. Not as long
as you were not doing it
with me.

3. On the third day
I realized there would be
no sign of your return
and that I would have to
keep going. Even if
that meant going on
without you.

4. On the fourth day
my hands finally had
the strength to open the
blinds and to rid of
everything that reminded
me of you. It was difficult
and it took me most
of the day to be able to
push all of the memories
beneath my bed.

5. On the fifth day of living
on my own, I worked up
the courage to tell all
of our friends what had really
happened. How you just left
one morning without looking
back, or even locking
the doors. They haven’t
heard from you since.

6. On the sixth day
your best friend asked me
out for coffee, said he knew
where I could find you.
I said I didn’t want to know.
I would rather have you
lost than to know you were
out there somewhere
without me with you.

7. On the seventh day
I woke up to a still empty bed
and when I rolled over
on your side I could no longer
feel where your body
used to lay.

8. On the eighth day
I took all of your belongings
to the end of the driveway
for the trash man to take.
I didn’t care if you still
wanted any of it.

9. On the ninth day
you texted me, and it took me
half of the day to summon
the courage to even open it.
Inside it read, ” I still love you.
I’m sorry. Please, let me
come home.” I never replied.

10. On the tenth day
I changed the garage
combination, the locks on
the doors, my telephone
number and the color of my hair
that you loved so much.
You are no longer welcome
in my home, in my head
and in my heart. "It took me 10 days to get over you," - Colleen Brown (via mostlyfiction)

My heart just jumped out of my throat

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mareeps:

my favorite mythical creatures are the happy girls in tampon commercials

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We’ve been taught a woman’s body will cause men to sin. We’re told that if a woman shows too much of her body men will do stupid things. Let’s be clear: A woman’s body is not dangerous to you. Her body will not cause you harm. It will not make you do stupid things. If you do stupid things, it is because you chose to do stupid things. How to See a Woman: A Conversation Between a Father and Son  (via rainydaysandblankets)

this. is. so. important. (via rootsgrowdeeper)

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ven0moth:

if you knew me in 7th grade I’m sorry

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Who has not asked himself at some time or other: am I a monster or is this what it means to be a person? Clarice Lispector, A Hora Da Estrela  (via 5000letters)

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thesushiandcats:

lotv:

I hope this makes some of you in a better mood. Because I’m feeling quite over the day. But this helps a bit. 

This post makes me want a duck.

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We want love, we want it to overflow and consume us, to make us something new. The important thing to remember is that we must not let that fire go out, because it’s nice to want love, but to keep it alive is what love is all about. To feed the flames of love, is to feed the flames of the soul; to pursue and encounter, to cherish and engage, this is the heart of love, this is the heart of life. T.B. LaBerge // Go Now (via tblaberge)

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Hope is not a lottery ticket you can sit on the sofa and clutch, feeling lucky. It is an axe you break down doors with in an emergency. Hope should shove you out the door, because it will take everything you have to steer the future away from endless war, from the annihilation of the earth’s treasures and the grinding down of the poor and marginal… To hope is to give yourself to the future - and that commitment to the future is what makes the present inhabitable. Rebecca Solnit, A Field Guide to Getting Lost (via purplebuddhaproject)

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