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(I could stare at this all day long...)










Love is the hardest thing in the world to write about. It’s so simple. You’ve got to catch it through details. Like the early morning sunlight hitting the grey tin of the rainspout in front of her house. The ring of the telephone that sounds like Beethoven’s Pastorale. A letter scribbled on her office stationary that you carry around in your pocket because it smells like all the lilacs in Ohio.

- The Lost Weekend




I learned the hard way that i cannot always count on others to respect my feelings, even if i respect theirs. Being a good person doesn't guarantee that others will be good people, too. You only have control over yourself and how you choose to be as a person. As for others, you can only choose to accept them or walk away.

- Unknown





Best friends are the ones who can be the farthest away but there the fastest when you call.

- Unknown






There's always something left to love.

- A Raisin In The Sun




We all accept the love that we deserve.

- The Perks Of Being A Wallflower


(This is so pretty...)


Dreams are illustrations from the book your soul is writing about you.

- Unknown



Don't just exist. Be alive.