You’re going to have people who are going to say ‘Oh, you know like, she just writes songs about her ex-boyfriends’ and I think frankly that’s a very sexist angle to take. No one says that about Ed Sheeran. No one says it about Bruno Mars. They’re all writing songs about their exes, their current girlfriends, their love-life, and no one raises a red flag there.

Taylor Swift on some peoples views on her songwriting. (x)

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Dream living

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One of the hardest lessons in life is letting go. Whether it’s guilt, anger, love, loss or betrayal. Change is never easy. We fight to hold on and we fight to let go.

Lessons Learned in Life (via psych-facts)

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carouhell:

From anon:

Because friendship is priceless

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BEIGE ON BEIGE (by Barbora Ondrackova)

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Double Dipped Chocolate Peanut Butter Banana Bites…RECIPE

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Designer Goula Figeura’s Orwell day bed lets you easily shut yourself off from the outside world with its light and noise-cancelling curtains.

yes please

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In school they teach you
how to multiply 9x8
make you read Macbeth
and have you memorize the first 10 amendments to the constitution.

But they don’t teach you how to
stop loving someone who has
stopped loving you
or how to deal with losing
a friend to an unsaid goodbye
and a relative to a cancer that ate
away their brain.

At home I learned from my father that
alcohol can make as many problems
as it solves
but damn does it feel good
to let my throat burn instead of my heart
and to tune out the problems in my head
that I just couldn’t solve.

Because life isn’t 9x8 
and it isn’t the way authors describe
their characters in a story.

It’s those nights you lay awake
missing someone
wishing things could be different
and it’s the next day when you realize they can’t
and then it’s how you pick yourself up
after being down for so long.

I taught myself that.

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I have noticed that if you look carefully at people’s eyes the first five seconds they look at you, the truth of their feelings will shine through for just an instant before it flickers away.

Sue Monk Kidd (via endangerment)

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Words cannot begin to explain how lonely I feel right now, my emptiness filled with tears. Can you hear the rain falling?

Monologue

attemptstowrite:

I know my thoughts are nothing
more than a reflection of sound,
acoustics in the silence,
echoes that bounce back to me.

I know my thoughts are nothing
more than sentences stuttered,
words clumsily strung together,
awkward alphabets.

So these thoughts
I will not speak nor write
because they mean so little
and you mean too much
for them to ever be enough.

Monologue, Eleanor J. Ong

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rawr-its-michelle:

i never hit reblog so fast in my life

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You have to forget about what other people say, when you’re supposed to die, or when you’re supposed to be loving. You have to forget about all these things. You have to go on and be crazy. Craziness is like heaven.

Jimi Hendrix (via purplebuddhaproject)

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