Little Miss Breakdown
Some people hide their sadness very well.
Khaled Hosseini, And The Mountains Echoed (via thoughtfultea)
Three simple rules in life. 1. If you do not go after what you want, you’ll never have it. 2. If you do not ask, the answer will always be no. 3. If you do not step forward, you will always be in the same place.
(via wild-spirit)
It’s too easy, you see, to get trapped in the past. The past is very seductive. People always talk about the mists of time, you know, but really it’s the present that’s in a mist, uncertain. The past is quite clear, and warm, and comforting. That’s why people often get stuck there.
Susanna Kearsley, Mariana (via larmoyante)
Remember yourself as a little girl, she is counting on you to protect her.

(via middecember)

I love seeing this on my dash, it’s what keeps me going

(via rediscoveringhappiness)

Be so happy that when others look at you they become happy too.
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And I understand. I understand why people hold hands: I’d always thought it was about possessiveness, saying ‘This is mine’. But it’s about maintaining contact. It is about speaking without words. It is about I want you with me and don’t go.

She was always holding my hand (via everythingyoulovetoohate)

In love.

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If you’re sad, add more lipstick and attack.
Coco Chanel  (via oreix)
The fear is not real; it is only in your mind, like all other things. Our thoughts form what we believe to be reality.
Isabel Allend (via purplebuddhaproject)
Nothing in the world can bother you as much as your own mind, I tell you. In fact, others seem to be bothering you, but it is not others, it is your own mind.
Sri Sri Ravi Shankar (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
Love yourself and everything else will fall into place.
Mark Patterson, @Expherience (via kushandwizdom)
She was the kind of girl who loved to stretch out under the sheets, eating chocolate, reading books and fucking on rainy afternoons.

Michael Faudet   

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Love doesn’t just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.
Ursula K. Le Guin, The Lathe of Heaven (via feellng)