And that’s when I know it’s over. As soon as you start thinking about the beginning, it’s the end.
Junot Díaz, This Is How You Lose Her (via nobisjulia)

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Six-Word Stories That Are Absolutely Heart-Breaking

OH MY GOD.

So beautiful

I only write when I am falling in love, or falling apart.

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It’s funny cause it’s true. 

(via honestarrogance)

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Vincent Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him. Many people thought he was mad and stupid for doing so because the paint was toxic, never mind that it was obvious that eating paint couldn’t possible have any direct correlation to one’s happiness, but I never saw that. If you were so unhappy that even the maddest ideas could possible work, like painting the walls of your internal organs yellow, than you are going to do it. It’s really no different than falling in love or taking drugs. There is a greater risk of getting your heart broken or overdosing, but people still do it everyday because there was always that chance it could make things better. Everyone has their yellow paint.
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Sometimes I regret being nice, apologizing when I didn’t do anything wrong, and for making unworthy people a priority in my life
And then we never spoke again.
my 6 word story  (via phoe-bs)

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Many times in life I’ve regretted the things I’ve said without thinking. But I’ve never regretted the things I said nearly as much as the words I left unspoken.
Lisa Kleypas, Sugar Daddy (via larmoyante)
Before you know it it’s 3 am and you’re 80 years old and you can’t remember what it was like to have 20 year old thoughts or a 10 year old heart.
This is the scariest fucking text post I’ve ever read  (via intensional)

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