December 2010
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The Art of Letting Go
sincesheleft:
The art of letting go is a hard one to master. It doesn’t come naturally my way. It flies in my brain, spinning round ever faster, and clings to my arm, begs to stay. But its pleas and its cries I now recognize as lies as I pull ever firmly away. For ahead through these woods waits for me something good, or so I conceive as I pray.
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All moments, past, present and future, always have existed, always will exist.
– Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five (via aeternum-)
You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you, never wanted...
– Fight Club, 1999 (via kristinais)
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renegadetimelord:
Inhaling the Moment
dearoldlove:
I daydream of throwing my arms around your neck and inhaling the moment before it slips away.
I Thought You Seemed Distant
dearoldlove:
I take every new guy I date to that same parking lot where we sat in my car and talked for hours. I’ve learned if I try really, really hard, I can recreate that memory and pretend it’s you.
I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.
– Markus Zusak (The Book Thief)
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