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Teddy Roosevelt’s diary entry from the day his wife died. He never spoke of her death again.
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Tree Lights I by TimTim74 on Flickr.
There is always hope.
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The first time my heart broke, as a little shrimpy kid. WTF DISNEY- FOR BREAKING LITTLE KIDS’ HEARTS! Did reality really have to hit at 5?!
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“The greatest relationships are the ones you never expected to be in.
The ones that swept you off your feet, and challenged every view you’ve ever had.”
“But if you do not find an intelligent companion, a wise and well-behaved person going the same way as yourself, then go on your way alone, like a king abandoning a conquered kingdom, or like a great elephant in the deep forest.”
– Buddha (via elige)
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via iamluthien
Blue Sky Black Death - Private Death (by aurore891)
Tonight I Write
Drifting Through Antiquity.
Classical.
Easy Muffin, as I put my reading glasses on. Dork, in my hot pink comfy shorts and white wifebeat with no bra. Free to fly my wings. Bay Area loving, so blessed.
Berkeley, marvelous. I’m in love with you.
Can I just be? Live. Change with each breath.
Two weeks until 20.
One month until I can see Hayley in Santa Barbara.
Two months until I vacation in/around Florence and see my mom after eight months.
Five months until Jessica and I pack our bags to study abroad in Barcelona, Spain- Catalonia, right on the Mediterranean for three months.
Time, so quite, secretive.
I don’t know quite what to say.
There’s just so much I suppose, its left me speechless.
Memories in the moment, none but my heart and time will remember.
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