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He who laughs at himself never runs out of things to laugh at.

— Epictetus (via lazyyogi)

People change and forget to tell each other.

— Lillian Hellman (via teargaz)

(Source: todayithought)

I like people too much or not at all.

— Sylvia Plath  (via usskeletonsinthecloset)

(Source: likeafieldmouse)

This is why it hurts the way it hurts. You have too many words in your head. There are too many ways to describe the way you feel. You will never have the luxury of a dull ache. You must suffer through the intricacy of feeling too much.

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(Source: the-healing-nest)

I have so much of you in my heart.

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(Source: arpeggia)