Life is not what you think and love is not what you believe but if you have the courage to seize it with your eyes wide open then you deserve every happiness in the world.
My name is Claire Anderson. I am 18. Very few of this is mine, but the parts that are will be tagged. Make the world a little bit smaller and a little bit friendlier and say helllo. Or bonjour. Whatever floats your boat. And kudos to you if you actually read this entire thing! Stay awesome my friends.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Our eyes met across the room. It was surreal, like something out of a play – life imitating art.
Douglas Booth (via a-l-a-f-o-l-i-e)
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You know that moment when you’re reading a book and you just have to stop and bite your lip and squeal or sigh or close your eyes and wrinkle your nose and forehead and press the book against your heart and just like sit there and try to soak up the gorgeous literature via osmosis?
That’s my favorite part of reading.
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Daily routine on tumblr
Log on and see you have no
And you go
See you lost a follower
Go through your dash
See a funny post
Reblog a million things
Gain a follower
Hear an awesome song
See someone reblog someone’s post as their own
Get a message
Get an anon trolling on your tumblr
Parents tell you to get off
But you stay on anyways
Later you look at the time
Realize you only have a few hours to sleep
Run to bed
Leave for school the next morning
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thinknorth… this man is pure brilliance…..
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Food, fire, walks, dreams, cold, sleep, love, slowness, time, quiet, books, seasons – all these things, which are not really things, but moments of life – take on a different quality at night-time, where the moon reflects the light of the sun, and we have time to reflect what life is to us, knowing that it passes, and that every bit of it, in its change and its difference, is the here and now of what we have.
Life is too short to be all daylight. Night is not less; it’s more.
Jeanette Winterson, Why I Adore the Night (via twotonmantaray)
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Be the flower who even gives its fragrance to the hand that crushes it.
Imam Ali (via unembellishedthought)
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