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I don’t want to be a sweetheart. I want to be the fucking love of your life.

— Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Americanah (via kvvvte)

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We are dying from overthinking. We are slowly killing ourselves by thinking about everything. Think. Think. Think. You can never trust the human mind anyway. It’s a death trap.

— Anthony Hopkins (via psych-facts)

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She will cry. She will cry until her throat hurts and her eyes can’t stay open. She will cry for hours on end until she finally collects herself, only to burst into tears again a second later. She will cry until she thinks she will never be able to get over him, never be able to feel whole again. But one day, she will pick herself up, hold her head high, and walk into the distance, and she’ll never look back… not even once.

— (via dopeynumber1)

So then, the relationship of self to other is the complete realization that loving yourself is impossible without loving everything defined as other than yourself.

—  Alan Wilson Watts (via purplebuddhaproject)



This is honestly the best poster I have found in a while supporting breast cancer awareness. I am honestly so sick of seeing, “set the tatas free” and “save the boobies”. There is no reason in hell a life threatening, life ruining disease should be sexualized. “Don’t wear a bra day,” go fuck yourselves. You’re not saving a pair of tits, you’re saving the entire package: mind, body, and soul included. Women are not just a pair of breasts.

I especially hate the “save the boobies” message with how many stories there are of women getting left by husbands after a mastectomy.

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“You come and see me among flowers and pictures, and think me mysterious, romantic, and all the rest of it. Being yourself very inexperience and very emotional, you go home and invent a story about me, and now you can’t separate me from the person you’ve imagined me to be. You call that, I suppose, being in love; as a matter of fact it’s being in delusion. All romantic people are the same,” she added. “My mother spends her life in making stories about the people she’s fond of. But I won’t have you do it about me, if I can help it.”
“You can’t help it,” he said.
“I warn you it’s the source of all evil.”
“And of all good,” he added.”

— Virginia Woolf, Night and Day (via seabois)

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Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. The really great men must, I think, have great sadness on earth.

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment (via seabois)

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And finally I twist my heart round again, so that the bad is on the outside and the good is on the inside, and keep on trying to find a way of becoming what I would so like to be, and could be, if there weren’t any other people living in the world.

— Anne Frank (via seabois)

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The atoms that make up your body were once forged inside stars, and the causes of even the smallest event are virtually infinite and connected with the whole in incomprehensible ways.

— Eckhart Tolle, A New Earth (via seabois)

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October 19. The inner world can only be experienced, not described.

— Franz Kafka, The Blue Octavo Notebooks (via chandr-a)

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Fear both the heat and the cold of your heart, and try to have patience, if you can.

Unfinished Tales, J.R.R. Tolkein (via seabois)

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She had studied the universe all her life, but had overlooked its clearest message: For small creatures such as we, the vastness is bearable only through love.

— Carl Sagan (via seabois)

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