elenamorelli:

{ joy of nature }

tooweirdto-live-toorareto-die:

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One day, he’s going to know. He’ll know your birthday, your middle name, where you were born, your star sign, and your parents names. He’ll know how old you were when you learned to ride a bike, how your grandparents passed away, how many pets you had, and how much you hated going to school. He’ll know your eye colour, your scars, your freckles, your laugh lines and your birth marks. He’ll know your favourite book, movie, candy, food, pair of shoes, colour, and song. He’s going to know why you’re awake at 5am most nights, where you were when you realised you’d lost a good friend, why you picked up the razor and how you managed to put it down before things went too far. He’s going to know your phobias, your dreams, your fears, your wishes, and your worries. He’s going to know about your first heartbreak, your dream wedding, and your problems with your parents. He’ll know your strengths, weaknesses, laziness, energy, and your mixed emotions. He’s going to know about your love for mayonnaise, your dream of being famous when you were five, your need to quote any film you know all the way through, and your fear of growing older. He’ll know your bad habits, your mannerisms, your stroppy pout, your facial expressions, and your laugh like it’s his favourite song. The way you chew, drink, walk, sleep, fidget and kiss. He’s going to know that you’ve already picked out wedding flowers, baby names, tiles for the bathroom, bridesmaid dresses, and the colour of your bedroom walls. He’s going to know, get annoyed at and then accept that you leave clothes everywhere, take twenty minutes to order a Starbucks, have to organise your DVD’s alphabetically, and check your horoscope… just incase. He’ll know your McDonald’s order, how many sugars to put in your tea, how many scoops of ice cream you want, and that you need your sandwiches cut into triangles. He’s going to know how you feel without you telling him, that you need a wee from a look on your face, and that you’re crying without shedding tears. He’s going to know all of it. Everything. You, from top to bottom and inside out. From learning, from sharing, from listening, from watching. He’s going to know every single thing there is to know, and you know what else? He is still going to love you.
Anson (via theperkofbeinginfinite)

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spiritual—dreams:

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I believe that introversion is my greatest strength. I have such a strong inner life that I’m never bored and only occasionally lonely. No matter what mayhem is happening around me, I know I can always turn inward.
Susan Cain (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

She’s soo sick of never being beautiful enough. Never being stronger, or wiser. She’s sick of going home every day and feeling like something is missing in her life. For once she wants to look in the mirror and be happy with what she sees. She is soo sick of everyone telling her “you can do better than that!” Maybe she can’t. She’s sick of people bringing her down, talking behind her back, and telling her she isn’t good enough. But I guess all she really wants from life is to stop caring what other people think.

so-personal:

everything personal

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so-personal:

everything personal

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Having a low opinion of yourself is not modesty. It’s self-destruction.
Bobby Sommer (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.
Marthe Troly-Curtin (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

tooweirdto-live-toorareto-die:

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I wish I could go back

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