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Text Post Wed, Jul. 31, 2013 55 notes

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im really bad at arguing because when i get upset i just start crying even if im not sad just the frustration of the argument makes me cry 

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Photo Post Mon, Jul. 29, 2013 7,676 notes

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Quote Post Mon, Jul. 29, 2013 8,255 notes

“When you love someone… truly love them, friend or lover, you lay your heart open to them. You give them a part of yourself that you give to no one else, and you let them inside a part of you that only they can hurt—you literally hand them the razor with a map of where to cut deepest and most painfully on your heart and soul. And when they do strike, it’s crippling—like having your heart carved out. It leaves you naked and exposed, wondering what you did to make them want to hurt you so badly when all you did was love them. What is so wrong with you that no one can keep faith with you? That no one can love you? To have it happen once is bad enough… but to have it repeated? Who in their right mind would not be terrified of that?”


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Text Post Thu, Jul. 11, 2013 542,533 notes

photosynthelys:

do you ever just want someone to come over and sit on the floor with you for a few hours

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Quote Post Thu, Jul. 11, 2013 884,626 notes

Just because someone desires you, does not mean that they value you.

Read it over.
Again.
Let those words resonate in your mind.


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Chat Post Tue, Jul. 09, 2013 26,284 notes
  • (I am working in the print department of an office-supply store. An older customer comes in with a folder of very old newspaper articles.)
  • Customer: “Hello, young lady. I was just wondering if you could make some copies of these articles for me. They are getting old and I would like to preserve them.”
  • Me: “Of course!”
  • Customer: “Thank you very much. If you don’t mind, I’m going to go look around while you do this.”
  • (I agree, and he hands me the articles. I can see that it is an article about a man who was killed during World War Two. In one of the articles, it shows a picture of the deceased man holding a baby. As the customer has requested, I make copies of the articles that are beginning to fray, rip, and yellow. After making the copies, I quickly laminate them in order to keep them really preserved. The customer comes back.)
  • Me: “So you know, sir, I noticed that the articles you had were starting to rip, and I assumed that was why you were making the copies. When I finished the copies, I laminated them for you.”
  • Customer: “I appreciate that young lady, but I can’t afford the lamination.”
  • Me: “I like history, and I think historical documents are very important to keep. The lamination is free of charge!”
  • (The customer begins to cry.)
  • Me: “Sir, are you alright?”
  • Customer: “Yes, yes. Do you see this baby in this picture? This was me when I was just a few days old. This was the only time my father ever held me before he died. This is all I have to remember him by, and you just helped me to keep them preserved so I can keep his memory alive. Miss, please… can I give you a hug?”
  • Me: “Of course!”
  • (He gives me the warmest hug I have ever experienced.)
  • Customer: “Thank you, miss. You have no idea how happy you just made an old man.”
  • (I am also crying, due to the joy I gave this customer by taking two seconds to laminate his articles. After pulling away from him, I notice that my manager is also beginning to cry.)
  • Manager: “Sir, these copies are on the store. Have a nice day, and come see us if you ever need anything else.”
  • (The customer leaves with a huge smile on his face, and my manager and I are both cheery for the rest of the day. When I arrive at work the next day, I find a small bouquet of flowers sitting on my desk with a note from the customer.)
  • Note From The Customer: “I picked these flowers for you from my garden. They aren’t much, but I was hoping I could brighten your day as much as you brightened mine.”
  • (I still have that note, along with one of the flowers that I kept and pressed in a scrap book. I will never forget that man, and the father he never knew.)



Photo Post Sat, Jul. 06, 2013 18,323 notes

soulbrotherv2:

This has got to be the picture of the day!
Original caption:  Before graduation… My Grandpa 95 Years old & still strong!! God bless him.  (I didn’t know how to tie a tie.) 

soulbrotherv2:

This has got to be the picture of the day!

Original caption:  Before graduation… My Grandpa 95 Years old & still strong!! God bless him.  (I didn’t know how to tie a tie.) 

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Photo Post Sat, Jul. 06, 2013 300,969 notes

the-absolute-best-posts:

mrswika
The same brooch.The same pearls. The same love. 
too beautiful not to reblog

the-absolute-best-posts:

mrswika

The same brooch.
The same pearls. 
The same love. 

too beautiful not to reblog

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