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WHAT IS AIR

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When you start to know someone, all their physical characteristics start to disappear. You begin to dwell in their energy, recognize the scent of their skin. You see only the essence of the person, not the shell. That’s why you can’t fall in love with beauty. You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it with your eyes and your body but not your heart. And that’s why, when you really connect with a person’s inner self, any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevant.

Lisa Unger, Beautiful Lies (via ruedamour)

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sleeping by myself curled up like a question mark come and answer me

Haiku, Eliza Kane (via nevver)

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Spoil her with consistency.

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My problem with people today is that they give up so easy. It’s not that you can’t give up, it’s that they do it so easily. They walk away so easily. They divorce themselves from the chance to have a life long relationship so quickly. And they seem so quick to bond with people that they don’t know without putting the investment in the people that you do know to make something lasting and meaningful. You got friends on Facebook. You got people liking you and following you who don’t know you. You got all of this phony, pretentious facade of intimate relationship. And my question in my heart is, “Why are we so committed to that that is synthetic and disengage so quickly to that that is organic?”

T.D. Jakes (via mindofataurus)

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So we were sitting in class today

and my U.S. History teacher was trying to get us to understand why it was such a big deal that England had put a tax on colonial sugar, and he goes,

"What if you had to pay a tax every time you logged onto wifi?"

And the whole class just went

and I heard at least two people whisper “I would murder someone”

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When “i” is replaced with “we” even illness becomes wellness.

Malcolm X  (via hi-dianaa)

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Iron Man. That’s kind of catchy. It’s got a nice ring to it. I mean it’s not technically accurate. The suit’s a gold titanium alloy, but it’s kind of provocative, the imagery anyway.

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The bike.... 

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Shel Silverstein

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The biggest coward is a man who awakens a woman’s love with no intention of loving her.

Bob Marley  (via dxpemothafuxka)

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I love the history fandom side of Tumblr. Just my kind of people.

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Watch the video of this incredible advert

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There’s a special place in my heart for the ones who were with me at my lowest and still loved me when I wasn’t very loveable.

Yasmin Mogahed  (via thatkindofwoman)

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Why can't Spock and Cotton love each other already....Mama problems.

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Everyone keeps asking me what I’m doing with myself, how I’m passing the time, what I’m doing with my legs now that they’re not swinging on the train to your place. I am waiting for you to come back to me, that’s what I’m doing. I am waiting for you to pick up the phone and call me. I am pulling teeth. I am plucking them one by one and trying to forget what they looked like pressed into your shoulder or clinging to your neck. The truth was an ugly thing that I kicked out of our bed, only to watch it climb back in and take you from me. I think you’re a coward for letting it. I think I could have loved you better than anybody, and I can’t stop making lists of all the times I almost told you that. That’s what I’m doing. I’m twisting our story until it stops remembering you just so I can sleep at night. But I’ll always be here, hands like a broken record that skips at the sleepless night before you crawled back into yourself for good. Just know that I’ve been waiting. Know that you’re the first time I ever swallowed my pride and then spit it back up. I hope you remember what your bed felt like with me laying honest in it. That is what brave looked like.

Caitlyn Siehl, "Waiting” (via alonesomes)