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Do you think your heart is dead? Is it too broken this time? Every winter the flowers crumble and the trees die. And every spring, He gives them life again. Can not the One who gives life to the dead land, give life to your dead heart?
—Yasmin Mogahed  (via vntagekiss)

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oh my god what


oh my god what

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A new tactic for getting dates


1. Search the op shop tag on Tumblr

2. Send some messages

3. Revel in your own version of heaven with cute arty girls in vintage/quirky clothes coming out of the faucets like water.


Child Abuse PSA of the Day: A kid builds himself a heartbreaking costume in this powerful spot from UNICEF. 

May leave you speechless.


wish my photoshop looked like this

wish my photoshop looked like this

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Reading is everything. Reading makes me feel like I’ve accomplished something, learned something, become a better person. Reading makes me smarter. Reading gives me something to talk about later on. Reading is the unbelievably healthy way my attention deficit disorder medicates itself. Reading is escape, and the opposite of escape; it’s a way to make contact with reality after a day of making things up, and it’s a way of making contact with someone else’s imagination after a day that’s all too real. Reading is grist. Reading is bliss.