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Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worse, returned. But one thing about human beings that puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within.
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Like mother, like daughter.
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Epiphany
Nothing has moved me this much. I still feel it. Coarsing through my veins. Reeling in my head. Penetrating the confines of my thoughts. I’m touched, changed even. I am enthralled by the synomyny of the chracter’s circumstances and my own. I feel… alive. Awakened. My eyes have been opened. Really opened. Not the type of opened where you look but don’t really see. It’s the type where you see and understand.
I’ve come to terms with it. Our stars, while disoriented, brewed a picturesque constellation, but I’ve an entire galaxy to explore. Ours was only one in millions, not the only one.
Who knew a novel could alter my mindset so drastically, so astronomically. I wipe away the tears as they readily form in the corners of my eyes. The End. I put the book down, reluctantly, as I suppress the urge to flip through the pages and read it all over again.
Thank you for everything.
Knowing how to be solitary is central to the art of loving. Once we can be alone, we can be with others without using them as a means of escape.
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(Source: you-dont-compare, via 10knotes)
There’s something to be said, I think, for the past remaining in the past. So many people try holding on to things that simply aren’t working: jobs, friendships, relationships. Maybe certain things only exist in a certain time, though. Maybe things aren’t meant to last forever. And that doesn’t mean they didn’t change our lives.
—Henry, Crash Test Love by Ted Michael (via laurendooorhinge)
Love this
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Storytime
I am loving college already!!! High school, please be over….
So today I went to OCC for my SOAR orientation and I was an hour early…
So Michael bought me Starbucks and I decided to read while he went to the restroom. Then all of a sudden this super tall white guy (good looking, about 6 feet tall) slams his books on my table and extends his hand. I forgot his name… but he was like “Hi! My name is ____ and I think you’re really cute!” I was seriously freaking out on the inside but I tried my hardest to maintain composure. I think he was hitting on me. I’m pretty sure….
He persisted on asking questions about myself until I revealed that I was still in high school. His jaw dropped.
“You don’t look like you’re in high school!”
I felt freakin’ flattered!!! Then he asked for my age, I replied 17. His response was hilarious…
“Oh.. wait, you’re not legal?!”
He asked me what I was majoring in, and I responded with computer programming in hopes of branching into video game programming.
“Man, you’re like my dream girl! But you’re so young…..”
I found out he’s currently finishing his third year in college, transferring to UCSB. Dayum……
But yeah, I got called cute by a good looking guy at my first (unofficial) day in college!!!!
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Foster the People
—Houdini
Got shackles on, my words are tied
Fear can make you compromise
Fasten up, it’s time to hide
Sometimes I wanna disappear
Houdini - Foster The People
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