These are things I can’t change. Not one of them. Can’t fix, can’t heal, can’t put the broken pieces back together. But what I can do is offer myself, wholehearted and present, to walk with the people I love through the fear and the mess. That’s all any of us can do. That’s what we’re here for. — Shauna Niequist, Bread & Wine (via the-dmoshow)
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“Borgen Aftonfrid” (Rough translation is Castle of Evening Peace) in Sjölanda, Sweden. This house whas built by John A Ekström by and by as he collected stones during walks in the forest. He longed for a peacful place to write his poems about nature.
Contributed by Helen Niklasson.
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I was standing in the bathroom with my 8-year-old niece and she saw me adjusting my top and said, completely serious and curious,
“Why do you want to look good?”
it took me aback for a moment.
“Sometimes because I want to. Sometimes because I feel like I should.”
I read this in my 11th grade english class and i still think about it sometimes.
This is my favorite fucking short story ever. It changed the way I look at human weakness.
This is one of my favourite things ever.
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Rain drops on the river.
The quieter you become the more you can hear. — Ram Dass (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
and i don’t know if i really miss you
or if i miss who you were to me
then, and then is the only time we
will live in. i don’t want that to be true
but it’s been so long
and we’re both so different now.
how do we even begin?