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but what if you're in a long distance relationship

Give yourself something to look forward to that isn’t a person

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What keeps my heart awake is colorful silence. Claude Monet

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She was afraid of these things that made her suddenly wonder who she was, and what she was going to be in the world, and why she was standing at that minute, seeing a light, or listening, or staring up into the sky: alone.

Carson McCullers (via wordsthat-speak)

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I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full.

Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via sirxusblack)

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Sleeping At Last // Jupiter

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It’s a lot easier to be lost than found. It’s the reason we’re always searching and rarely discovered. So many locks, not enough keys.

Sarah Dessen (Lock and Key)

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A lot of the most toxic people I’ve come across arnt the “cold feelingless” types. Most people I’ve known who are lower empathy have been tactless or apathetic at worst rather then ever actively malicious.

The toxic people I’ve met have been hyper-conscious about what other people think about them. They pick up emotions fine, great even, but give no shits about other people’s experiences if it has no relations to their current feelings, and if it does relate to their feelings you better fucking hope it’s in 100% agreement with them. They have always been the folks most up to “punishing” people who make them “feel bad”. If you ever make them feel GUILTY for their actions it’s somehow on you and your the REAL ASSHOLE for making them feel bad about something they did.

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“L'amour ne périt jamais”

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She was laughing even as we kissed and kissed again.There is no better taste than this: someone else’s laughter in your mouth.

Forever by Maggie Stiefvater (via nitrogen)