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unfortunately I am a yapper and I am an oversharer i am just not a nonchalant mysterious person
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It was a marvelous night, the sort of night one only experiences when one is young. The sky was so bright, and there were so many stars that, gazing upward, one couldn't help wondering how so many whimsical, wicked people could live under such a sky.
Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights and Other Stories
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You know when dogs sit outside with their face turned towards the sun and their eyes closed and they look so relaxed and when you pet them they’re warm that’s how I want to feel always
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— Nizar Qabbani, ‘What Love Can Do’, from Arabian Love Poems: Full Arabic and English Texts (via lunamonchtuna)
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do u ever think about how much you’ve changed in the past 2 years and ur just like, thank god.
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i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever
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they should invent a grief that doesn’t define you in new and strange ways for the rest of your life
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I think the hot new trends for this summer should be reading comprehension and critical thinking skills
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don’t feel guilty for not being able to handle everything, for needing a break. you need to look after yourself, too. self care is not selfish.
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