May 2013
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llcooljofficial: one time in 7th grade everyone in my class got really quiet so i said “dildo” just to see the ridiculous reaction since i knew how immature 7th graders were for 30 minutes, there was an uncontrollable uproar of laughter and someone fell and hit their head on a chair and had to go to the nurse because i said dildo.
May 16th
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“Never cut a tree down in the wintertime. Never make a negative decision in the...”
– Robert H. Schuller (via larmoyante)
May 16th
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This feeling I get when my mind settles down, when the leaves on the trees start speaking poetry, when the rocks form symbols of my destiny, when road lulls me into a dream state, when simply seeing the sky can bring me to tears, this feeling I get is all I want to share with every one I meet.
May 16th
“It is funny how you do not miss affection until it is given, but once it is, it...”
–  Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing (via larmoyante)
May 15th
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May 11th
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“The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person’s soul...”
– Keith Miller
May 11th
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Afraid of change, yet I cannot stay in one place for very long.
May 9th
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“Human beings, vegetables, or cosmic dust, we all dance to a mysterious tune,...”
– Albert Einstein (via freyjageist)
May 9th
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May 9th
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“Find someone who will tremble for your touch, someone whose fingers are a poem.”
– Janet Fitch (via universeobserver)
May 9th
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May 9th
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The change of the season is crushed into dust and lays once again upon your beautiful face. Making cracks appear out of repeated movement of your lips telling me to leave. But to where? If a bird can fly anywhere why would it stay here? With me? I think i can see with my eyes but i feel more with my heart, but then maybe my soul is really the one seeing.   Autopilot.    Going where they all go,...
May 8th
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May 7th
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“I sit before flowers hoping they will train me in the art of opening up”
– Shane Koyczan, The Student   (via buddhacoffee)
May 7th
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May 1st
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April 2013
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Apr 30th
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