We make our own fortunes, then call them fate.

The more you know of who you are and what you want, the less you let things upset you.

Lost in Translation (via bodv)

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in math i use this thing called the guess and hope method 

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Love isn’t him calming you down when you yell. It’s him yelling, just as loud, just as hard, right back at you, right in your face to wake you up and keep you grounded. It isn’t him bringing you roses everyday or cute things that make your relationship appear more presentable. It’s after a long fight, that drains the life and bones out of both of you, and yet him showing up at your door the next morning anyway. It’s not him saying all the right things or knowing exactly how to handle you. It’s not him caressing your hair and telling you everything is going to be alright. It’s him standing there, admitting he’s just as scared as you are. You have to remember that with love, you’re not the only one involved. You’ve unknowingly put your life, your heart into the palms of another person’s hands and said, “Here. Do what you will. Mash it into mince meat, or forget I ever handed it to you.

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helloyoucreatives:

Only for children. 

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Theres a brief moment when you first wake up, where you have no memories. A blissful blank slate, a happy emptiness.

Anna Sophia Robb, The Carrie Diaries (via sickur)

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wunders:

Love this show :)

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Post-It Notes from a Stay-At-Home Dad.

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