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Renew, release, let go. Yesterday’s gone. There’s nothing you can do to bring it back. You can’t “should’ve” done something. You can only DO something. Renew yourself. Release that attachment. Today is a new day!

Steve Maraboli | @wnq-quotes

Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience

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When it’s over, leave. Don’t continue watering a dead flower.

stuff that took me a while to understand #3 (via

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Everyone else isn’t you. It turns out that’s a huge problem for me.

Clementine von Radics (via wordsnquotes)

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im so scared the rest of my life is gonna feel like this

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idk about you but im trapped in a brain that hates me and im exhausted

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I love you with words I don’t know and in languages I can’t speak. You are my home and you are all of my heart in each one and if they asked me to choose a place to exist. It would be with you. Wherever you are, let me exist for you.

side-of-sensuality  (via wnq-writers)

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I’m aching. I’m in design school, drowning in homework, scholarship projects, and struggling to keep my head above water. I barely have time to eat and sleep.. self care has gone out the window. I can’t keep living like this. My intuition is telling me that for some time now something hasn’t been right. I don’t know my true passion, or at all how to bring it to fruition. I don’t know if I’m in the right place or the right major. I know that I’m a talented designer but I don’t know if this is what I’m meant to be doing. I want to change people’s lives. I want to help people see the worth and ability and possibility and beauty that their lives hold. I want to teach people how to save the environment, and sell my art, and travel with the money I make. I want to live in abundance. I want to create. Paint, make videos, sing, write music. I want to live somewhere so beautiful that I can’t believe it’s real. I feel stuck in a concrete jungle with people who don’t feel the way I do.. I’m missing something that I’ve never had…there is something that needs to change. It started as a whisper and my intuition is now screaming. I don’t know.

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I lost you. Everytime I think about you I cry. I lost you. I lost you! I fuckin lost you. And it’s my fault. Now I’m stuck here remembering everything you told me. Like the fact you don’t like pickles because you feel like they try to hard. Or the fact you hate your hair messy. I’m stuck here thinking about our memories. I’m stuck here wishing I could take back everything.

@depressedleftist (via nolimitwords)

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I. I miss you, and it’s not like I miss your face, arms, or lips. I could do without, but simply your presence always reminded me of home, and I swear I lost that when you left. You don’t know, I’ve never felt so homeless and alone. No amount of money or possessions even compare to you. I wish you knew but *delete* II. You know people always text their lovers in the morning, so I bet its weird that I’m texting you in the middle of the day, drunk at three in the afternoon. Don’t judge me, but I swear this whiskey tastes like you and this empty bottle is like our love. I have practically consumed what was left of it, and there is nothing left to do but throw it at you. But we both know all the shattered pieces will hurt only me anyway. Just please, open your arms, open your heart. Please don’t leave now because *delete* III. I hate you, hate everything about you. I can’t stand you anymore. but I love you, and I can’t breathe, please, please, answer me, I can’t *delete* IV. It’s been two weeks and these 336 hours and 14 minutes have been hell. You used to shimmer like a piece of heaven, but you’ve gone and I’m fallen. And I’ve been trying to be poetic, but poetry won’t bring you back to me. Spilling my heart out isn’t helping, so what do I do now, what do I do without *delete* V. Hey, how have you been? *send*

Texts I Never Sent// thequiethearttalks  (via wnq-writers)

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…Suddenly you’re afraid, and you don’t know what you’re afraid of…

Breakfast at Tiffany’s, Dir. Victor Fleming (via wordsnquotes)

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The inability to control negative thoughts is a warning sign of depression.

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i need to find a cute little apartment where i can dedicate a special night once a month to having a bunch of witches come over. and we sit in a circle with candles lit and our hands intertwined and talk about anything on our minds. we can read eachother’s cards and palms and create little good luck jars and write down what we learned about one another at the end of the night. and we could call it “the witching hour,” ugh it would be so cute

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If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.

Mik Everett (via quotemadness)

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*Watching Netflix peacefully*

*Remembers three tests, homework and 2 quizzes*

*Watches Netflix stressfully*