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Let’s not spill the truth
It’s easier being alone
You’re a shadow of the old
And I want something new

You’ll quit dreaming again
I can see it now clear
But I’ll wake up every morning
With the big black and the blue

Let’s take this for what it is
You tell me you have changed
Well, we all change in our own ways
In our own pretty ways

It all comes down to this:
I’m an ocean, you’re the rain
The ice is melting fast
But you’re not pulling down the brakes

You’ll start drinking again
I can see it now clear
How you’ll wake up every morning
With a new bird in your cage

Even the most peaceful town
Once was a battleground
Well, we all change in our own ways
In our own pretty ways

Even in our police state
Someone dares to demonstrate
Well, we all fight in our own ways
But nothing ever change…

-“Our Own Pretty Ways”- First Aid Kit

She wants to know if I love her, that’s all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there, like new batteries in the flashlight in the emergency kit in the hall closet.

Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close (via perfect)

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One day I decided that I was beautiful, and so I carried out my life as if I was a beautiful girl. I wear colors that I really like, I wear makeup that makes me feel pretty, and it really helps. It doesn’t have anything to do with how the world perceives you. What matters is what you see. Your body is your temple, it’s your home, and you must decorate it.

Gabourey Sidibe (via sister-bell)


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