Clumsy is not cute.

a bloggy type thing about a girl, quite literally, stumbling through life; trying to get by with the least amount of scars, but usually coming up with a fair amount of bruises.

“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
Pablo Neruda
“Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.”
Mark Twain

I feel like all of Tumblr needs to read this. All of the world, rather. Be happy. It takes effort to be sad, but happiness is a natural state of being. Be happy with what you have, because even the fact that you have the literacy to read this makes you more able than the majority of the world. Be happy :)

“This habit of reading, I make bold to tell you, is your pass to the greatest, the purest, and the most perfect pleasure that God has prepared for his creatures. It lasts when all other pleasures fade. It will support you when all other recreations are gone. It will last until your death. It will make your hours pleasant to you as long as you live.”
Anthony Trollope (English novelist of the Victorian era)

(Source: bookoasis)

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STORY OF MY FUCKING EXISTENCE 

STORY OF MY FUCKING EXISTENCE 

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