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“We do not remember days. We remember moments.”

— Cesare Pavese (via thoughtkick)

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when you’re eating dinner at a friends house and the food is gross

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I went to high school with a kid who would only drink out of a baby bottle. He brought a large baby bottle to school every day. At first, we thought that he was using it to sneak alcohol or something, but he wasn’t. He would bring it filled with chocolate milk and then fill it up with Coca-Cola and Sprite during lunch. He’d buy a can of each and mix them together. Like I said, it was a large bottle.

I didn’t know the kid that well and I didn’t have any classes with him so I never really talked to him that much. I knew his name. His name was Kevin. Sometimes I’d see him at parties on the weekends. He still had his baby bottle. He would fill it with beer and rum.

He dated my sister’s friend, Emily, for a little while. I had known Emily for a long time. She had been a friend of my sister’s since they were five or six. They were really good friends. She spent a lot of time at our house for sleepovers and stuff. Sometimes she would pee the bed, but I never made fun of her for it. I think most older brothers would have loved the opportunity to make fun of their sister’s friend for peeing the bed and I think she really appreciated that I never mentioned it even though I definitely knew about it because after the sixth or seventh time, my parents started paying me to clean everything up instead of having to do it themselves.

I asked Emily why Kevin only ever drank out of a baby bottle and she said that she didn’t know. They had only been dating for a very short time at that point and she didn’t want to bring it up and offend him or anything. I asked her to tell me if she ever found out. They broke up right after that and I kind of forgot about it because Kevin stopped going to school. I don’t know if he transferred or dropped out, but I never saw him at lunch or any parties after that.

I hadn’t thought about him in a long time, but Emily happened to mention him while she was over at our house recently and I immediately remembered the baby bottle thing.

“Did you ever find out why he drank out of that bottle?” I asked.

“Oh yeah, he told me why,” Emily said. “He used it because he heard that babies that drink out of bottles for too long or drink sweet drinks out of them get really bad teeth problems. He wanted all of his teeth to go bad so that they would fall out and he would be able to fit a softball in his mouth. He said that he wanted to have the world record for being the first person to be able to put a whole softball in his mouth and he wouldn’t be able to do that with all of those teeth in the way.”

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“It’ll hit you when you’re 16 and that heart of yours that loved so freely, is now shielded by the swords that broke it. It’ll hit you when you’re 18, when you’re lost and confused, while you watch others on their way to be where they want to be. It’ll hit you when you’re 21 and you seem to come home to an empty bed, with an even emptier heart. It’ll hit you when you realise that life was never going to be perfect. It was going to be about being 17 and spending your nights drunk with your best friends. It was going to be sipping coffee in Germany, spending your 19th birthday in Vietnam, chasing horizons in Australia. It’s going to be the year that you spend travelling, while everyone runs around thinking they need to be something by this age or that. It’s going to be that job you finally get, that you have been praying for night after night. And then you’ll realise that life wasn’t about the heartbreak, the rejection or the utter shear of being lost. It was about the moments in between. Always cherish the moments in between.”

— life is about your timing, not theirs. @i-wonder-lust

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“And so it seems, I am the one that’s stuck on the second team. The one that’s the fall back to, old reliable. The one that’ll always take you in. The one that will always take you back. The one you don’t have to prove you’re beautiful to. The one that you don’t have to prove anything to. The one that approves. The one that wants to be first choice. And so it seems I am. The one that never is…..”

— Tim O'Connell (via thoughtkick)

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“Kill the part of you that believes it can’t survive without someone else.”

— Sade Andria Zabala, War Songs (via thoughtkick)

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“Kill the part of you that believes it can’t survive without someone else.”

— Sade Andria Zabala, War Songs (via thoughtkick)

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“And so it seems, I am the one that’s stuck on the second team. The one that’s the fall back to, old reliable. The one that’ll always take you in. The one that will always take you back. The one you don’t have to prove you’re beautiful to. The one that you don’t have to prove anything to. The one that approves. The one that wants to be first choice. And so it seems I am. The one that never is…..”

— Tim O'Connell (via thoughtkick)

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“Kill the part of you that believes it can’t survive without someone else.”

— Sade Andria Zabala, War Songs (via thoughtkick)

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“Kill the part of you that believes it can’t survive without someone else.”

— Sade Andria Zabala, War Songs (via thoughtkick)

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Seeing a person reading your favorite book is seeing a book recommending a person

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We’re all scared most of the time. Life would be lifeless if we weren’t. Be scared, and then jump into that fear. Again and again. Just remember to hold on to yourself while you do it.

Emma Hooper, Etta and Otto and Russell and James (via books-n-quotes)

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I try to be as fearless as possible. I don’t always succeed, but I like to think I try.

Zachary Quinto (via thoughtkick)

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Everyone actually has three voices. One in their head, one they speak with, and one everyone else hears.

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You can’t betray yourself too often, or you become somebody else.

Ed Harris (via thoughtkick)

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You will have days where you feel better, and you will have days where you want to die. Both are okay. There is no magical cure. You just need to close your eyes, and trust that the waves will pass, and soon you’ll be able to breathe again.

Unknown (via thoughtkick)