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“I like people who dream or talk to themselves interminably; I like them, for they are double. They are here and elsewhere.”

— Albert Camus; The Fall

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You were meant to read this!

Hi!

This is the sign you’ve been looking for, you did not stumble on my post on accident. Please remember that you are a lovely human being who deserves all the good things in life. You deserve roses on your doorsteps, forehead kisses and/or hugs from loved ones, and most importantly, the feeling of knowing that YOU, lovely reader, are going to be just fine. Mistakes happen, wrong choices are made, but that doesn’t change the fact that you need to treat yourself with a little bit of self care. :)

Take a deep breath, relax your shoulders, and let yourself feel whatever you may be feeling. 

You will be okay, everything will eventually work out one way or another. Pain is inevitable, but it does not last forever, suffering is only optional.

Don’t leave without seeing the clouds clear after that rainy day, alright?

Stay.

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i wrote half an essay in 20mins today when it’s not even due for another 4 weeks, reblog this to have a productivity lightning bolt strike you like it did me today

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Friendly reminder to check you’re not holding tension in your body. Let your shoulders drop, unclench your hands and jaw. Take a deep breath. Much better.

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This is a neutral post. You can pause if you want to, and take a break before scrolling.

Feel free to take a breath, drink some water and disengage if you need to. ❤️

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Sometimes I feel so distracted that I can’t be anything

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Recsmas 2018

Day 19: A book that made you cry

A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness (I highly recommend the illustrated version of the book done by Jim Kay, it’s gorgeous.)

Stories were wild, wild animals and went off in directions you couldn’t expect. *** You do not write your life with words. You write it with actions. What you think is not important. It is only important what you do.

Conor is haunted by nightmares and when a monster shows up, he’s only relieved it’s not the one he’d been expecting. The one that’s been haunting him since his mom began her treatments. This monster though wants the truth and it will have the truth from Conor or eat him up. Conor knows the truth the monster wants, and he’s not ready to tell it, he gets three stories from the monster before he has to tell his own, will he be ready to face his other monster?

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This story makes me cry every time. Every time. You want a book that deals with grief? I highly recommend this one. I’ve never connected more with a book on grief than I did with this.

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I wanna be here..

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i literally never force myself to do anything thats probably my biggest problem abjzsdgdhdj

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have a nice day :)

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via weheartit

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What does Karla know about love? She just wants to look good for Ms. Jauregui.

Their connection between the sheets has always been electrifying beyond compare...

But is it really just physical attraction?

(Camren - Good For You)

Hope y’all like my edit 😁