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your blog has really helped me, thank you for being so supportive, giving advice and helping me with my problems xx

Anytime lovely ! I'm glad to be of any sort of help x

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Thoughts?

Was thinking of changing my Tumblr up considering I haven't been around for a while.. thoughts?

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“I was quiet; but I was not blind.”

— Jane Austen (via naturaekos)

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I wonder how many stranger’s stories we make it into? You know, maybe someone saw you in passing and told their friends about how pretty the girl in the lavender sweater was. Or maybe they overheard you say a joke and repeated it to their friend, confessing that they heard it from some guy at the store. 

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just because you don’t look like somebody who you think is attractive doesn’t mean you aren’t attractive. flowers are pretty but so are christmas lights and they look nothing alike

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being sleepy has just become one of my defining personality traits

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You will always be too much of something for someone: too big, too loud, too soft, too edgy. If you round out your edges, you lose your edge. Apologize for mistakes. Apologize for unintentionally hurting someone — profusely. But don’t apologize for being who you are.

Danielle Laporte (via tellmefive)

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Killing oneself is, anyway, a misnomer. We don’t kill ourselves. We are simply defeated by the long, hard struggle to stay alive. When somebody dies after a long illness, people are apt to say, with a note of approval, “He fought so hard.” And they are inclined to think, about a suicide, that no fight was involved, that somebody simply gave up. This is quite wrong.

Sally Brampton  (via lost-alone-broken)

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The best revenge is not giving a shit.

(via bl-ossomed)

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I’m anxious 99% of the time.

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This is the part that scares me: to wake up in the middle of the night and feel a short stab of pain thinking how much I’ve been made to believe we have something special, before throwing it back to normal, as if it never took place. Just as how it’s easy for me to write your name again or let myself fall back to that same place. Have I been hallucinating? If not, tell me that it’s real, and it still is.

The Girl Who Writes In Ink (via thegirlwhowritesinink)

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