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"   I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.” I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one. I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn. I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.   "
Maya Angelou (via aclockworkorange)
"   I want to hold your hand while you sleep
I want to scratch your scalp after you’ve had a rough day
And massage your back when work has been a little too tough on you
I want to see you when you first wake up all sleepy smiles and dreading to get out of bed
Or right before you go to sleep and tell me that there’s no where you’d rather be
I want to listen to your horrible singing
And the way you are never on key
You always make up lyrics
Even though you’re convinced that those are the words
I want to hear about your day
And all the things that happened
About how the guy brushed his comb over to the left not the right
I want my legs wrapped around your legs and tangled in a mess with nothing but the sheets on top of us
I want your breath in my ear
And your eyes staring into mine
I want to go with you to have dinner at your moms
And to fish with your dad
I want Sunday mornings at church with you
And drunk Friday nights when we both have a little too much to drink
I want to be your breakfast buddy
I promise to share my sausage
If you promise to let me drink all your water when the waitress takes forever to fill up mine
I can’t go anywhere without looking around the room to see if you’re there
I can’t drive down the fucking street without looking for your truck
I can’t close my eyes and not see your fucking face
Or hear your voice in my fucking head   "
I think I miss you
I’m sorry I broke up with you
Please come back (via lipglossandpoetry)

sexgodsnarry:

IF YOU ARE THE TYPE OF GUY THAT KISSES A GIRL ON THE TOP OF THE HEAD WHEN YOU HUG THEM THEN YOU ARE DOING IT RIGHT MY FRIEND

me: "no honestly I'm the most chill person you'll ever meet"
me: *throws shade 24/7*
me: *blatantly hates everyone and everything*
me: *is overdramatic*
me: *is a major asshole*
me: *complains about everything*