everything

under the sun is in tune
and in life is luck

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The best portion of your life will be the small, nameless moments you spend smiling with someone who matters to you.
- Unknown (via endangerment)

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i hope you always find warmth in the middle of the night. i hope you can always count your blessings. i hope you can always find inspiration in everything you meet. i hope you always have the chance to live big. i hope you can cross your wishlist one by one. and in the end, may God’s love be with you, always.

i hope i can always see you for time i haven’t decided yet. happy birthday!

i hope you always find warmth in the middle of the night. i hope you can always count your blessings. i hope you can always find inspiration in everything you meet. i hope you always have the chance to live big. i hope you can cross your wishlist one by one. and in the end, may God’s love be with you, always.

i hope i can always see you for time i haven’t decided yet. happy birthday!

You will always be too much of something for someone: too big, too loud, too soft, too edgy. If you round out your edges, you lose your edge.

Apologize for mistakes. Apologize for unintentionally hurting someone — profusely. But don’t apologize for being who you are.

- Danielle Laporte (via nobodyshippie)

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"Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting." - Haruki Murakami

"Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting." - Haruki Murakami

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There’s a species of solitary mason bees that make these pretty little nests for their larvae out of flower petals.

There’s a species of solitary mason bees that make these pretty little nests for their larvae out of flower petals.

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i never thought the way it happens every midnight, every waking up to these swollen eyes. every single time it hits me, again and again for the same reason. and still can’t find the way to just let it be. to get out these different shades of blue. and i think it’s cheesy and true at the same time.

then tell me, how am i supposed to do, when all i want after a very long day is you?

A morning text doesn’t only mean “good morning” It also means “I think about you when I wake up.”

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it’s always been my dream, ever was and ever will

people do judge by its cover and the bird’s chirps

i dont know how people judge. really. how?

how people build an image on their mind from something they just heard and project it to other people

how people just see the skin. how people catagorized the look into some attitude.

just because you look like a bitch doesnt make you a bitch and just because you dressed as a nun makes you a nun.

you can always judge people by their flock, more or less. but a flock also contains different qualities.

you can talk but dont judge.

1/2 down and que sera sera

1/2 down and que sera sera

falling in love is a crazy thing to do, it’s like a socially acceptable form of insanity #spikejonze

falling in love is a crazy thing to do, it’s like a socially acceptable form of insanity #spikejonze