Still lower to the ground but high on living


the older i get

the more i realize the value of privacy

of cultivating your circle and only letting certain people in

you can be open, honest, and real while still understanding not everyone deserves a seat at the table of your life

Aug 29 at 14:33  with  16,671 notes

It is so hard to leave—until you leave. And then it is the easiest goddamned thing in the world.

John Green, Paper Towns (via kushandwizdom)
Aug 29 at 14:29  with  6,922 notes


This is the line that has gotten me through life.

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I AM SO SORRY. I accidentally deleted the post well here it is again.

Aug 29 at 14:26  with  38,676 notes



Nude Portraits series by photographer Trevor Christensen

This is my new favorite thing

Aug 29 at 14:23  with  203,583 notes




"Man humans are lame why don’t we have like wings/horns/etc"

Humans can’t even handle having different skin colors how well do you really think that would go

#basically the plot of x-men

#literally the plot of x-men 

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She said, ‘I’m so afraid.’ And I said, ‘why?,’ and she said, ‘Because I’m so profoundly happy. Happiness like this is frightening.’ I asked her why and she said, ‘They only let you be this happy if they’re preparing to take something from you.’

Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner  (via xhromosomes)
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I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up, and the smile that follows. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I don’t want to share you.

(via bl-ossomed)
Aug 29 at 2:48  with  377,015 notes

One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I’ve been asked this question hundreds of times and I remember once, when I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate the pain. Though I couldn’t speak, I held up 9 fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and she called me a fighter. “You know how I know?” she said, “You called a 10 a 9.” But that wasn’t the truth.

I didn’t call it a 9 because I was brave. The reason I called it a 9 was because I was saving my 10…and this was it. 

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“We met at the wrong time. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe one day years from now, we’ll meet in a coffee shop in a far away city somewhere and we could give it another shot. - Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

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i hate the fact that one day i will die from cancer because the genes are too strong and that i am a passive smoker and that lung cancer will wait for me so is breast cancer.

i hate the thought of dying from cancer, its like its a reality i need to accept and digest and that i cant run away from it because the probability of it happening is high. im so sad that whoever marries me will have to endure financial woes and take care of me if cancer is really part of my life. but apart from all of that, i still have hope that my future husband will not leave me if i ever have such diseases. instead he will be by my side, just like my dad.

even after relapsing after 10 years being cancer-free, my dad didnt leave my mom at all. im so thankful for such family. my dad never once raised his voice towards my mom eventhough sometimes my mom is very very naggy.

i love my family, i really do. and i really hope my future husband will love me just like how my dad do.

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     personalwise      cancer sucks