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these are the things i will look back on in forty years

Our world was painted in black and white with strict borders and straight lines tucked neatly in boxes. Then mother nature got drunk one night and painted outside the lines. The world exploded in color, hues bursting from their boxes in an almost sexual frenzy, lines blurred by jagged streaks of electric blue. Mother nature nursed her hangover and watched her perfect little world descend into complete imperfection, and her smile lit the skies because she knew she had just created beauty.
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She tastes like nectar and salt. Nectar and salt and apples. Pollen and stars and hinges. She tastes like fairy tales. Swan maiden at midnight. Cream on the tip of a fox’s tongue. She tastes like hope.
— Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke and Bone

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two people have given me books to read this week. do I look not well-read or something? View high resolution

two people have given me books to read this week. do I look not well-read or something?

poprocksforbreakfast:

officialfrenchtoast:

"hey don’t you have a crush on…"

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that gif is perfectly looped wtf

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She is not “my girl.”

She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.

How much more blessed can I be?

— Avraham Chaim, Thoughts after The Alchemist (via petitedino)

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arelyhepburn:

This is the best gif you’ll ever see

arelyhepburn:

This is the best gif you’ll ever see

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