constantly changing from calm to ill

"Is he cute…or does he just have a beard?"

- These are questions we need to start asking ourselves (via jeniphyer)

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there are going to be days where you wish you weren’t alive 

wake up shriveled, only to realize you are back where you started. facing the implacable fear that had already succeeded its charge; to wash up every glimmering hope of restoring a (once) happy heart. 

but 

these are the days where you wake up and get the amazing priviledge of choosing again. choosing to forgive yourself, forgive the hurt, forgive the future you wanted that etched a giant anchor in your heart. 

then comes the good part. where you get to choose Love. Choosing to hold on to truth, The truth; that He makes every broken thing brand new. He dismisses fears, brushes off the dirt on your tattered shirt, and kisses the wounds that make you cry at night.

you’re not too far gone 

"To be loved, I think, is the thing that gets you up in the morning"

-

Phillip Seymour Hoffman,

Morning Edition, NPR April 2012 

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Angels RibéHide the Dolls, Here Come the Thieves, 1977

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"He loved her, of course, but better than that, he chose her, day after day. Choice: that was the thing."

- Sherman Alexie in The Toughest Indian In The World (via kvtes)

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