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bigyellowbow:

still don’t know how this is possible

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My idea of rich is that you can buy every book you ever want without looking at the price and you’re never around assholes. That’s the two things to really fight for in life.
John Waters (via mrgolightly)

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When I felt like everything was falling apart again, I reminded myself that this was a new chapter of my life, and I had the strength within me to fill its pages.

Keys to Self-Care in College" by Alyse Ruriani

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redbellied-piranha:

jcoleknowsbest:

nicklugo:

Spanish is a beautiful language. You don’t say “I love you” in Spanish, you say “yo quiero comer culo” which translates to “you are the light of my life” which I think is one of the most beautiful things to say to someone

*dying*

A sabotage waiting to happen

LOL. 

We could never learn to be brave & patient, if there were only joys in the world. -Helen Keller
Sure, I’m sad, but I’m not looking to soothe that sadness by replacing it with a new relationship. Women are allowed to be sad, and they’re allowed to be single, and they don’t need to hear that one day a man is going to make it all go away by telling her she is good enough again. She’s good enough as she is.
Charlotte Green (via psych-facts)
Have you ever noticed that humans have made it so difficult and complicated to “survive” in this world? It’s a vicious cycle. You go to school, and try really hard, so that you can get into a good college, and then you try really hard at college to get a good job, and then you try really hard at your job, so you can make money. And then your kids do the same thing. And everyone just keeps on doing this and no one even stops to think WHY they’re doing it any more. Everyone just does it because it’s what you’re supposed to do. And like, before, when the human race had just started, the goal was to just SURVIVE. People just lived. I mean, that’s what really matters, right? Survival. Because after you die, it doesn’t matter what college you went to.
Dylan, my 12 year old brother (via bl-ossomed)

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