This.
Feminist Frequency - Tropes vs. Women: #1 The Manic Pixie Dream Girl
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God I need this. Give me the mountains. Give me the rain and mist. Give me freezing cold nights that require another in your sleeping bag with you. Give me muddy boots and crackling fires. The smell of pine and cinders. Cans of beans and toast and coffee. Give me a reason to rise early and stay up late tending the fire. Give me unabashed truth. Give me solitude. Give me peace.
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Life Cycle of a Leaf
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Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the “normal people” as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like “Have a nice day” and “Weather’s awful today, eh?”, you yearn inside to say forbidden things like “Tell me something that makes you cry” or “What do you think deja vu is for?”. Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger? Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts. Do the unexpected. Find the others.
Timothy Leary (via creatingaquietmind)
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by hey van
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my heart!
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Will you come with me to the mountains? It will hurt at first, until your feet are hardened. Reality is harsh to the feet of shadows. But will you come?
C.S. Lewis (via sketchmedesire)
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Reminder to self
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