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If your child is a frequent bedwetter, then this collection of words of affirmation could go a long way in boosting his self esteem.

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Wonderful photography by Donal Boyd Photography.

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“I remember crying over you and I don’t mean a couple of tears and I’m blue. I’m talking about collapsing and screaming at the moon.”

— The Avett Brothers, Tear Down the House (via hplyrikz)

Clear your mind here

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They should put pictures of missing people on the packs of cigarettes because they’re the kinds of people that will always be outside in all kinds of weather.

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When you stop searching and you calm down and you put your books away, and you confront yourself and see what you are all about, that will bring about bliss faster than anything you can ever imagine or ever do.

Robert Adams (via lazyyogi)

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If aliens were given a fair, objective book summarizing the history of the past 250 million years on Earth, the book would be entirely about dinosaurs—except for the last sentence, which would be a confusing, short footnote about a new species that suddenly emerged and fought each other constantly.

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Concerning Healthcare in the U.S.: If the wealthy said, “Why should I have to pay for poor peoples’ heath insurance?” Why can’t the poor say, “Why should I have to pay for wealthy peoples’ tax cuts?”

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Putting on pants is agreeing to terms and conditons that you must start the day.

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I will never be able to leave you. Whatever I say or how sorry I feel for you when I cause trouble, I will never be able to walk away from everything we’ve been through and all the great memories we have made together.

Poets Love Her (via poetsloveher)

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and four years later you’re dancing around your kitchen with a pint of milk in your hand. the windows are open wide, the neighbors are still awake, and they are watching you. they are watching you fall in love with being alive.

from my drafts. |(morsus engel)| (via actuates)

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A post about romantic relationships

so I’ve been in a relationship for 5 years now. And I see a lot of posts about how people think relationships mean having butterflies forever, your heart beating faster when they walk into a room, about cuddling together every night, legs intertwined, that you’d be so happy to live together you’d sleep on a double bed with each other every night.

And its not really like that, at least not to me.

You stop getting the butterflies when you live together. Your heart no longer speeds up when you see them, but instead, everything calms down. When youre in the room with them, you feel calm, and secure. When you cuddle them you feel your heart beat slow, and the sound of their breathing carry you towards comfort. It doesnt feel like a roller coaster anymore, it feels like home.

You don’t sleep curled up with each other every night, legs twisted between theirs so tight its hard to tell where yours begin and theirs end.

Instead, you sleep comfortably, side by side, sometimes facing different directions. But every night, you find yourself scooting backwards on the bed so you bump into them. You snuggle against their arm, or stroke their hair as they fall asleep. There are nights when my boyfriend, in his sleep, reaches around me and pulls me to him, like a child with his teddybear, like I am his comfort.

 In the wee hours of the morning before the dawn breaks, when the world is blue and you see through cracked eyes, you curl into their chest and inhale their scent before drifting back to sleep. 

Kisses aren’t always romantic and firey anymore. But there are so much more of them now. There are cold kisses when you’re eating ice cream in the summer, and sticky kisses over breakfast pancakes. There’s “im leaving now” kisses, and “one more kiss before you go” kisses. There’s sleepy morning kisses before work, when you don’t remember the alarm going off but instead the press of their lips against yours is what brings you into the day.

There’s kisses before sleep, and, you are so sweet with the things you do kisses. There’s kisses because you treat animals so tenderly, and I’m so glad i’m with you and not someone else kisses. There’s quick kisses in the aisles of the grocery store, when its loud and you gravitate together, when instead of having your own personal space and their own personal space, its both of yours together, and you step into their chest to take up less area together. 

You don’t always text each other with confessions of love and care like you used to, because that’s a given now, and you’ve moved on to quirky inside jokes about the life youve built together. You share looks of exasperation and amusement in public, your own little world against the outside one. 

Relationships aren’t always a fairy tale. They’re not always fireworks and sparks, at least, after the start.

But they are a quiet rhythm and hum of love and care. It’s not a fire in your soul, but one in your hearth, keeping you warm and comfortable, comforting you as you drowsily drift into sleep.

And I love that.

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you spend so much time talking about the flaws in other people, you must be a really insecure person.

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Everything is energy and that’s all there is to it. Match the frequency of the reality you want and you cannot help but get that reality. It can be no other way. This is not philosophy. This is physics.

Albert Einstein (via crazyhippiepeacefreak)

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the only reason drugs are illegal is because they open up a world the government doesn’t want you to explore.

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She appears to be strong And she really is very strong. But don’t think for a second that there isn’t a tsunami of heartache and loss that swim through her cells. Her eyes are filled with pools of ‘what ifs’ and ‘why me’ in so many languages. Yet then she remembers that life is a tapestry of colors and nobody gets out without having the shade black painted against their canvas. So she picks up her brush and decides to paint her masterpiece.

Simi Fromen (via hiding-myself)

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I tell myself I am searching for something. But more and more, it feels like I am wandering, waiting for something to happen to me, something that will change everything, something that my whole life has been leading up to.

Khaled Hosseini, And the Mountains Echoed (via thequotejournals)

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It’s so fucking annoying when your past boyfriends ruin your trust for your current boyfriend. It isn’t fucking fair. I want to trust him so bad, but I just can’t help but not. I’m just so worried he will be like the rest when i know he isn’t.

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