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CLINOMANIA

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listen to your body. talk to plants. ignore people. (new account)
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inkskinned
Can I tell you a secret? You don’t have to be in a relationship.    I mean it. I know they force it down your throat until you choke on it. Girls aren’t pretty unless they’re wanted. Boys aren’t men unless they’re having sex with someone. People aren’t lovable until they’re dating someone.    But a relationship won’t always make you happy, and as wonderful as romance is, it isn’t the only love that exists. I have seen friendships that are deeper and more pure than couples who swear it’s forever - and yet the friendship is the one people ignore.    I have heard so often “nobody loves me” out of the mouths of people who are single. And it kills me because if you ask them: where are your parents, your teachers, your classmates, your pets - they say, yes, okay, but it doesn’t count. Of course it counts, love doesn’t diminish just because someone doesn’t want to have sex with you. In fact, doesn’t it sort of make that love more real that they want nothing - not even a date - out of you?   It is pretty to be in love. It’s magical, I’m sure. But it’s also wonderful to stop for ice cream in your prom dress with six other girls. It’s also wonderful to go visit the world with nothing but a bunch of buddies who are really excited about learning.    The problem is: we’ve made everything about “the one”. But maybe “the one” is just you, loving yourself, having fun, and being happy. Maybe instead of looking for our other halves, we should be piecing ourselves together.   Maybe I wasn’t born unfinished. Maybe I am the one who makes myself better.

Single serving size // r.i.d (via inkskinned)

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madisen
you are going to miss people you’ll want to get out of bed at two in the morning and drive to go see them you’ll call them even though they changed their number 10 months ago just to hear a dial tone you’ll write letters to them they’ll never read, seal them in envelopes and address them and stick them in your desk drawer you’ll catch your wandering afternoon thoughts bumping into old memories that feel warm at first but then start to sting you’ll lie awake at night trying to remember and trying to forget what it felt like to fall asleep knowing they were thinking of you you are going to miss people sometimes their hearts will beat the same as yours and sometimes you’ll put your head to their chest and won’t hear a thing you’ll wipe away the hurt from the tops of your cheeks because they feel so far away you are going to miss people you’ll get out of bed at two in the morning and dance till you’re not sad anymore you’ll delete old voicemails to make room for new ones without thinking twice you’ll mail the letters worth mailing and throw away the rest you’ll neglect to notice their name hasn’t crossed your mind in weeks, but when it does you’ll smile or feel nothing and it won’t feel empty at all you’ll put your head on your pillow and close your eyes and sleep will find you before they can you are going to miss people you are going to miss people you are going to miss people and you are going to be okay.

Madisen Kuhnunpublished, january twentieth (via praises)