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God told me, ‘Your job is to love. My job is to heal.’
Heidi Baker (via sinceritism)
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betrayal by compassion
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Hide and seek in only fun when someone is looking
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I felt like we were wading through Jurassic Park ;)
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There’s a fire in you, and I hope it’s never snuffed out. I know I’m not supposed to be partial, I know I should not prefer you over someone else, someone that I’ve grown to love. I’m just saying, there’s a fire in you, and I hope it never goes out, even if I’m not there to see it again.
incandescentghost, I hope you burn brighter than ever (via wnq-writers)
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You will serve your sentence for crimes you were unaware you committed..because you, my beloved, love people first.
youcancallmejacks (via wnq-writers)
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Every Spring This Forest In Belgium Becomes A Blue Wonderland
There’s a mystical forest in Belgium, not far from Brussels, that will take your breath away if you visit it in April or May. Every spring, Hallebros, or Bois de Hal (Halle Forest in Dutch), a beautiful 552 ha forest, is carpeted with a thick layer of bluebell flowers.
Being in this forest during the bluebell season is a spectacular experience. Visiting would be best during weekdays, as it is packed with tourists and local visitors on weekends. Naturally, picking the flowers in this wood is strictly forbidden in order to preserve its extraordinary natural heritage.
h/t: designyoutrust
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Too often do words go unsaid and too often things are broken because of unsaid words.
kenleegrace1229 (via wordsnquotes)
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Just before sunset
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