We don’t learn to love each other well in the easy moments. Anyone is good company at a cocktail party. But love is born when we misunderstand one another and make it right, when we cry in the kitchen, when we show up uninvited with magazines and granola bars, in an effort to say, I love you. Shauna Niequist, Bread & Wine: A Love Letter to Life Around the Table, with Recipes (via yesdarlingido)

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microfibrils:

on ur period likeimage

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i-effed-it-all-up:

no, i don’t watch that show, but i do follow its developments extensively via tumblr

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deathnoteforcutie:

when ur alarm goes off on a school day and you just

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I’m so detached and distant and cold at times, but I swear if you spark my interest, I can become so clingy and you’ll become so important to me and I will put so much of my time and effort towards you.

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sarabatikha:

What didn’t kill me made me feel like a piece of shit for months.

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