I forgive not because I became a saint, but because I’m tired of hating.
— Hilai, Aleph - Paulo Coelho (via kari-shma)
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish it’s source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
— Anais Nin (via kari-shma)
- me: ugh why am i so lonely
- friend: hey do u wanna go out tonight
- me: no
Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.
— Maya Angelou (via funkchunk)
PARADISE!!!
How I’d love to pleasure in the serenity that is this photo…~sigh~
*So beautiful
15 Things You Should Give Up To Be Happy
This is a great list. What are you willing to do to be happy? My favorite is #4.
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