THIS YEAR-OLD VIDEO OF A TEARY-EYED HOMELESS MAN IS GOING VIRAL — GOOD LUCK NOT GETTING EMOTIONAL WATCHING IT.
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"It’s all right to love someone who doesn’t love you back, as long as they’re worth you loving them. As long as they deserve it."
- Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
This is how you lose her.
You lose her when you forget to remember the little things that mean the world to her: the sincerity in a stranger’s voice during a trip to the grocery, the delight of finding something lost or forgotten like a sticker from when she was five, the selflessness of a child giving a part of his meal to another, the scent of new books in the store, the surprise short but honest notes she tucks in her journal and others you could only see if you look closely.
You must remember when she forgets.
You lose her when you don’t notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you’re about to ask a question but you think anything you’re about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don’t even know about yourself, because she pays attention.
She remembers when you forget.
You lose her for every second you make her feel less and less of the beauty that she is. When you make her feel that she is replaceable. She wants to feel cherished. When you make her feel that you are fleeting. She wants you to stay. When you make her feel inadequate. She wants to know that she is enough and she does not need to change for you, nor for anyone else because she is she and she is beautiful, kind and good.
You must learn her.
You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.
You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.
And, this is how you keep her.
Scenery - The Great Gatsby (2013)
FOREVER REBLOG. This photo hits me the hardest.
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04
April
This photo was reblogged from staypozitive and originally by leahhkaye-deactivated20130515.
waf-fles asked you: I went through most of your poems and couldn’t find one to fit my situation, so here I am requesting! I met my boyfriend in ninth grade gym class, we dated for 1.5 years, and then his parents moved away and we couldn’t stay together. We lost touch, but on the day of my graduation, he happened to be there and our eyes met and we knew. He told me he never stopped loving me. We’ve been together ever since, but we still live in different cities. I want to send him a poem for our anniversary.
My eyes skimmed over your request and the last two lines of this poem literally jumped into my head. Hope you like it sweets, what a beautiful story. x
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I have just ordered this mane hat for my cat and I have absolutely no regrets.
This post has been featured on a 1000notes.com blog.
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pedantic-pontificating-bastards:
red pandas are the derps of the animal kingdom
Can someone genuinely explain to me how red pandas survive in the wild
I mean they have to have some kind of method of survival like a strong bite or claws or something
how do they survive
They survive because nothing can stand to eat them. Predators are just like “…I can’t. Too cute
28
March
This photo was reblogged from whereawesomecomestodie and originally by pedantic-pontificating-bastards.
Surprisingly Unhealthy Foods. →
Even Salads?
my life is a lie
The sad part is that I don’t even know if I want to go to prom anymore
27
March
