indiehipsterpants
indiehipsterpants
Catch A Ride To Your Adventurous Side.
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indiehipsterpants · 5 years ago
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“We will never be the same again. But here’s a little secret for you—no one is ever the same thing again after anything. You are never the same twice, and much of your unhappiness comes from trying to pretend that you are. Accept that you are different each day, and do so joyfully, recognizing it for the gift it is. Work within the desires and goals of the person you are currently, until you aren’t that person anymore, and everything changes once again.”
— (Cecil, Welcome to Night Vale, Episode 75) That is legitimately some of the most helpful advice I’ve ever heard. (via sleuths)
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indiehipsterpants · 5 years ago
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90′s Childhood ✧☆.*・。
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indiehipsterpants · 5 years ago
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Petition to change “he looked at her like she was the sun” to “he looked at her like she was the moon” and any other variation bc I look at the moon in wonder and love and amazement while I’ve only ever just squinted angrily at the sun
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indiehipsterpants · 5 years ago
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indiehipsterpants · 5 years ago
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You can tell a lot about a woman
by the man she chooses to be with
She could have had a life of stability
of luxury, but she chose you.
Piercing through all the ragged layers
she saw something in you,
She heard and she felt
the abundance in your heart,
regardless of the remnants
left in your hands,
and she chose you.
There were a million other worlds
a million others that held the universe
but she chose you,
you with your own
miniature of heaven
through the rain, she walked with you
when others were speeding in limousines
through the muddy waters, she swam with you
when others were busy putting on life jackets
she faced through all your pent-up rage
touched the wreckage that vomited through your scars
only to stitch them back into place
she was the first to have dared herself
to delve into the burst of your flame
when you could have burned yourself
under their curious scrutinized eyes
and still,
she chose you . .
but there is just one thing
she needs you to know
that even the clearest skies
can have
their moments of gray
so treasure her
before she becomes dust
do cherish her,
while she still lasts . . .
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Sunbird Cottage | Miss Moss
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Truth.
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indiehipsterpants · 6 years ago
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indiehipsterpants · 6 years ago
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Big PUPPER
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