How wrong to think I was anyone else, like thinking grass stains make you a beautiful view, like getting kissed makes you kissable, like feeling warm makes you coffee, like liking movies makes you a director. How utterly incorrect to think it any other way, a box of crap is treasures, a boy smiling means it, a gentle moment is a life improved. It’s not, it isn’t, catastrophic to think so, a pudgy toddler in a living room dreaming of ballerinas, a girl in bed star-eyed over Never by Candlelight, a nut thinking she is loved following a stranger in the street.
Why We Broke Up, Daniel Handler (via iloseallmysweaters)

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It’s not just other people we need to forgive. We also need to forgive ourselves. For all the things we didn’t do. All the things we should have done.
Mitch Albom  (via anditslove)

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This is how the entire course of a life can be changed: by doing nothing.
Ian McEwan (via misswallflower)

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People change. Feelings change. It doesn’t mean that the love once shared wasn’t true and real. It simply means that sometimes when people grow, they grow apart.
- (500) Days of Summer

People change. Feelings change. It doesn’t mean that the love once shared wasn’t true and real. It simply means that sometimes when people grow, they grow apart.

- (500) Days of Summer

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// Forget//

tylerknott:

Why do we forget
that the snow
was born to
melt
and the leaves
were born to
fall
and the sun
was born to
set?
Why do we forget
that the snow
was born to
dance
and the leaves
were born to
float
and the sun
was born to
rise?

-Tyler Knott Gregson-

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