It's gonna hurt because it matters.

It’s the oldest story in the world. One day, you’re 17 and planning for someday, and then quietly and without really noticing, someday is today, and then someday is yesterday, and this is your life.

I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.

— Haruki Murakami (via nyeto)

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studip:

real talk the first place id hit up during the purge is the pet store u gonna see me on the street with 50 puppies on leashes

(via foreveryoungforlove)

who taught you
that the
value of a woman
is the ratio
of her waist
to her hips
and the circumference
of her buttocks
and the volume
of her lips?
your math
is
dangerously wrong
her value
is
nothing less
than
infinite.

'Greater than' by Della Hicks-Wilson (via fuckmentaldisorder)

(Source: dellahickswilson, via cutmeopenslowly)

But I tried, didn’t I? Goddamnit, at least I did that.

—Ken Kesey, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest  (via feellng)

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mrsfallontimberlake:

People talk about how hard long distance relationships are but nobody talks about the struggle of long distance friendships. I would give my left leg right now to just be able to sit in our pjs and watch movies or to just be able to give a big fucking hug. 

(via allowmetobeinfinite)

Before I met him, I would dance in the shower. When he was in my life, I would think about showering with him. After he left, I would sit on the ground in the shower and cry. When I got over him, I showered so quickly there was no time for dancing, fantasies or tears. Someone can invade the smallest parts of your life, you won’t even realize it until you dance in the shower again and wonder why you ever stopped.