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How To Stop Loving Someone Who Does Not Love You.

thelovewhisperer:

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1. When he starts distancing himself from you, do not restring bridges with your own sinew. You will find yourself two months later coming unraveled, coming undone. You will find he has left you in the places he has visited and in the hair of the girls he has imagined kissing. You will find yourself splatterpainted on the walls where while drunk he confessed all of your secrets to his college friends. You will be crying on the floor, surrounded by the parts of you he has stepped on, and he will look you in the eyes and ask you to clean up the mess.

2. When he cannot get through the words “I love you” without her eyes flicking to the side or her tongue slurring or her mouth pressing in at the edges: do not assume it is your fault. Do not think that you have yet again pushed away someone amazing. You have not. Sometimes people knock on their bones and find themselves hollow. You were the only way they felt momentarily whole, do not empty yourself to fill up their soul. Do not shatter into pieces trying to perfect yourself. You do not need to be glass to turn light into rainbows. You are a person, not their prism.

3. Do not let them hold you against their body if you know they do not cherish every second they are in contact with your skin. I know it feels as if you are breaking your own spine, but tear yourself away from them. Know that the something beautiful you had was already fading. Know that in the end you did the only thing you could. Sometimes people grow apart. Even trees do it.

4. Cry. Want them back.

5. Cry. Do not take them back.

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who-the-shit-is-kingsley-ziss0u:

Second time today I’m going to reblog this

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toddroeth:

Jesse, Hylo, and the whippoorwill wake up call.

toddroeth:

Jesse, Hylo, and the whippoorwill wake up call.

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REAAALLLYYY LIKE SERIOUSLLYYY LIKEEE FOREVUUURRR YAYA

Nawalan lang kuryente sa inyong dalawang araw, gusto mo na mag-bigti?

Tanginang pag-iisip yan.

Now go and tell that to Mulan

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2,000 posts!

2,000 posts!

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laughingsquid:

Clever Street Art on Railroad Tracks by Bordalo II
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tomorrowsofyesterday:

So @TheCapitolPN tweeted this
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which was promptly deleted. (G-Bb-A-D are the notes to Rue’s whistle.)

But if you had clicked inspect element before it was deleted

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"You silence our voices, but we are still heard."

HOW COOL IS THIS MARKETING?!?! Like the rebels are hacking into the capitol’s twitter!!!!

(Thanks toastbabeis and mockingjaysource for noticing it and jenliamjosh for reblogging)

WOAAAHHHH

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"I meet Christians who are super-glossy, picture-perfect, law-abiding people, but they are absolutely miserable and difficult to be near. Their every movement is dictated by a strict rigid ruleset that is motivated by a desperate fear. If your efforts are not driven by grace — that God absolutely loves you no matter what — then you will punish yourself towards an invisible standard that looks like success but feels like slavery. Such a standard might work for a little while to conform your behavior, but it will never become a part of you: it’s just an apparatus that imprisons you. Only grace can truly be internalized to melt your heart, and though it can take longer, a truly tenderized heart follows God with all joy and perseverance. This is motivation by grace and grace alone."

— J.S. (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

YES

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My heart aches…..


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tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #840 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Text for Tired Eyes:
I have dirty hands you know,worked tired and stainedfrom efforts spenton all the thingsI always knew mattered.They are strong you know, strong in strange placeswith calluses from holding on.My fingers stretch wide you know,together they form a bowlbig enough to catch all the tearsthat fall from you.  They’ve always been quick to wrinkleyou know,extra grip so you don’t slipwhen they are still wet from your sadness.They are tender hands you know,you won’t mind the roughnessof meon the smoothness of you.  They are brave hands you know,though I shake they are steadyand they know the waysto hold you through your quivering.It’s ok to be scared you know,I have these hands you know,and these dirty, strong hands,these tender and brave handswere made to carry you. 
*Pre-Order my book, Chasers of the Light, and donate $1 to @TWLOHA and get a free book plate signed by me :)  Click the link in my bio, or go here:  tylerknott.com/chasers*

tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #840 by Tyler Knott Gregson

Text for Tired Eyes:

I have dirty hands you know,
worked tired and stained
from efforts spent
on all the things
I always knew mattered.
They are strong you know,
strong in strange places
with calluses from holding on.
My fingers stretch wide you know,
together they form a bowl
big enough to catch all the tears
that fall from you. 
They’ve always been quick to wrinkle
you know,
extra grip so you don’t slip
when they are still wet from your sadness.
They are tender hands you know,
you won’t mind the roughness
of me
on the smoothness
of you. 
They are brave hands you know,
though I shake they are steady
and they know the ways
to hold you through your quivering.
It’s ok to be scared you know,
I have these hands you know,
and these dirty, strong hands,
these tender and brave hands
were made to carry you. 

*Pre-Order my book, Chasers of the Light, and donate $1 to @TWLOHA and get a free book plate signed by me :)  Click the link in my bio, or go here:  tylerknott.com/chasers*

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