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Just because you miss someone, it doesn’t mean you should go back to them. Sometimes you have to just keep missing them until you wake up one morning and realise that you don’t anymore.

— Unknown  (via bl-ossomed)

(Source: the-taintedtruth, via peace-love-rough-sex)

fucklikeagod:



I’m in love with this gif. Everything about it. The rain drizzling. The candle flickering. The colors. I love it.

god this is so relaxing

Rather fond of the rain, if I’m to be honest…

fucklikeagod:

I’m in love with this gif. Everything about it. The rain drizzling. The candle flickering. The colors. I love it.

god this is so relaxing

Rather fond of the rain, if I’m to be honest…

(via lovemetoinfinity)

What if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen.

—Anne Lamott (via makethemdream)

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