Hello my dear
It’s not your job to fix someone up. It’s not your job to show somebody else how to be a better person. That’s their job, as a human being. If they’re not doing a good job then they’re not ready for a relationship. You deserve to be treated like gold, and lucky you, there is someone out there who wants to do that.
Mike Falzone (How To Find a Good Guy)

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» Church Leaders Tackle The Stigma Of Mental Illness

Yes!!!

» How to Stay Grounded When Your Life is Falling Apart | Psychology Today

Definitely something I’ve been needing to read. For me, this transition is graduating, and day-by-day I feel a little more anxious, buuuut I’m trying my best to work it out!


The xx - Together (The Great Gatsby Soundtrack)

Expect my numerous posts from this soundtrack. *so good* *so excitedddddd*

rhydonmyhardon:

i hate it when flies fucking rub their stupid little shitty hands together like they’re plotting to ruin my life those tiny little bastards

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The best people possess a feeling for beauty, the courage to take risks, the discipline to tell the truth, the capacity for sacrifice. Ironically, their virtues make them vulnerable; they are often wounded, sometimes destroyed.
Ernest Hemingway (via epicfailed419)
I apologize
for all my indentations
when I hold you tight.
Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)

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THIS GIF SET

You guys, this song DID change my life, along with this movie!!!

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gretamorgan:

“I Remember” by Molly Drake, Nick Drake’s mother, who recorded this song and many others in the family’s living room in the 1950’s.  

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“We tramped the open moorland in the rainy April weather 

And came upon the little inn that we had found together 

The landlord gave us toast and tea and stopped to share a joke 

I remember firelight

I remember firelight

I remember firelight 

And you remember smoke 

We ran about the meadow grass with all the hairbells bending 

and shaking in the summer wind, a summer never ending 

We wandered to the little stream among the river flats

And I remember willow trees

I remember willow trees

I remember willow trees

And you remember gnats 

We strolled the Spanish marketplace in the shade 

With all the fruit and vegetables so temptingly arranged

We can share a memory as every lover lost 

I remember oranges 

I remember orange

I remember oranges 

And you remember dust 

The autumn leaves are tumbling down and winter’s almost here 

But through the spring and summertime, we laughed away the year 

Now we can be grateful for the gift of memory 

For I remember having fun

Two happy hearts that beat as one 

When I had thought that we were “we” 

But we were you and me 

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