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  6. All that came before
    washed away in an instant
    when you smiled at me.
    Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson  (via godmoves)

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  8. The loneliness you feel with another person, the wrong person, is the loneliest of all.
    – Deb Caletti, The Fortunes of Indigo Skye (via vulprix)

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Alone- Sleeping With Sirens ft. MGK

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    Alone- Sleeping With Sirens ft. MGK

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  11. Ugh I want to get all these tattoos but aside from the fact that I’m broke I feel like there are too many references being permanently printed on one body -.-

    Ugh I want to get all these tattoos but aside from the fact that I’m broke I feel like there are too many references being permanently printed on one body -.-

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  12. One of my oldest memories was when I was 3 years old, the only time I ever went to Puerto Rico (my homeland) I was crying in the middle of the night because I missed my brother, and my grandmother woke me up to see what was wrong. As she did, a Coqui jumped into my room from the window with the moon shining in from the horizon, huge and bright as the frog (a symbol of goodness and luck in my nation) leapt even onto the bed. It’s the most beautiful memory I have, and made me believe in a god (although I’m agnostic).

    When I was 8 my mother’s brother died from poor health after contracting AID’s, and after going to his wake I remember my father’s side of the family whispering about how much of an “embarrassment” he must have been (they assumed he had contracted it through drugs because he did many as a teen). But they hadn’t realized that he had been infected from an unscreened blood transfusion. And as I reconciled the hate I felt for them (because I loved him dearly), they taught me to never assume, because you don’t know what someone’s going through. 

    When I was 13 I met a beautiful girl who was so insecure and hurt she didn’t even look people in the eye when they talked to her. When I was 15 I finally got to know her and I loved her like no other person I’v ever loved before. I found out that as a child she had been sexually assaulted and that’s why she had such a hard time letting people in. She was the first person who taught me that even the most beautiful and pure of things can grow from the darkest and ugliest parts of humanity; she gave me hope.

    I got her an orange rosebud dipped in glass, and gave it to her as a necklace. It was her favorite flower, and I wanted her to have one forever. Shortly after her mother broke it, and shortly after she broke my heart. She taught me that even really good things don’t last forever, so enjoy them while they last. 

    When I was 16 my father told me he didn’t want me as a son anymore. He told me that I was a disappointment and a failure in his eyes. I’m an all A’s student, I’ve never done drugs and I got drunk once, but never done anything irresponsible or hurt anyone intentionally who didn’t deserve it. The pain i felt from his words then taught me that the only opinion that matters is your own opinion, you can’t compare yourself to others, you should set goals for yourself that you’re ok with. 

    When I was 16 I met another beautiful girl. They first time we made eye contact I felt as if time itself had stopped, and my heart froze accordingly. Later I found out she had felt the same way. For the next two years (after a lot of turmoil) we loved each other very, very much, and I had found out that she had brain cancer. It wasn’t too advanced, but she wasn’t expected to live past 20. What we went through together, what she taught me, showed me that love and understanding can overcome any obstacle and get people through anything.

    Unless that love is unbalanced, then overtime things fall apart.

    Today my heart was broken beyond belief, and I’m writing this because before I quit using Tumblr and actually focus on my life I wanted to share with people that even someone as depressed as I am can still think clearly enough to learn something from every sad and tragic moment of my life. I’v never given up and I’v never believed in it. There are people with much worse lives than most of us and whenever I’m depressed I try to remember how they survive, and I just wanted to share that with everyone; and this song reminded me of that. Thank you. 

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  14. I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.
    – Edgar Allan Poe, Complete Writings (via seabois)

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  15. Our job is to love others without stopping to inquire whether or not they are worthy. That is not our business and, in fact, it is nobody’s business. What we are asked to do is to love, and this love itself will render both ourselves and our neighbors worthy.
    – Thomas Merton   (via mickymaye)

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