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I notice everything. And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.

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I think hope is not simply looking around and saying that everything’s great – that’s just ridiculous. For hope to have substance, it has to acknowledge the pain. But hope is saying that’s not the final story. It’s not saying pain doesn’t exist, but it’s saying there’s not a period at the end of that sentence. It’s still being written.

Tim Foreman, Switchfoot (via infinite-paradox)

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…if there is sin against life, it lies in hoping for another life and evading the implacable grandeur of the one we have.

Albert Camus, Lyrical and Critical Essays
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I had all the characteristics of a human being—flesh, blood, skin, hair—but my depersonalization was so intense, had gone so deep, that my normal ability to feel compassion had been eradicated, the victim of a slow, purposeful erasure. I was simply imitating reality, a rough resemblance of a human being, with only a dim corner of my mind functioning.

Bret Easton Ellis, American Psycho (via larmoyante)

infinite-paradox:

be-strong-in-love:   Home Rules: God I pray that this would be the reality for my home and my family. 

Source: home rules with scripture verses

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rose-tea-in-paris:

Exactly how I feel all the time… 

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