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  • iamjacks-completelack-ofsurprise:

    Will Smith embarrassing Jaden has got to be one of my all time favorite things

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  • eve-of-destruction69:

Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth. Buddha 

    eve-of-destruction69:

    Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth. 
    Buddha 

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  • In Love With Temperament

    thecoreofanjali:

    I love the temperamental nature of life.

    The highs, the nothingness and the lows.

    I love my tears, my smiles, my laughs.

    Because this life was one that I chose. 

    - Anjali.H -

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  • secretdreamlife:

http://secretdreamlife.tumblr.com

    secretdreamlife:

    http://secretdreamlife.tumblr.com

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  • “The peace of God is with them whose mind and soul are in harmony, who are free from desire and wrath, who know their own soul.”
    — The Bhagavad Gita (via lazyyogi)

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  • “

    How good we are for each other, walking through
    a land of silence and darkness. You
    open doors for me, I answer the phone for you.

    I play jungle loud. You read with the light on.
    Beautiful. The curve of your cheekbone,
    explosive vowels, exact use of cologne.

    What are you thinking? I ask in a language of touch
    unique to us. You tap my palm nothing much.
    At stations we compete senses, see which

    comes first—light in the tunnel, whiplash down the rail.
    I kick your shins when we go out for meals.
    You dab my lips. I finger yours like Braille.

    ”
    — Paul Farley, “Dependents”  

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