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She is not “my girl.”

She belongs to herself, and to all of the world. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.

How much more blessed can I be?

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How Biophotons Show That We Are Made Of Light.

"Go to a coffee shop. Sit by the bar with the glass windows and look out. Look at all the people running to catch a train. All the girls with one too many shopping bags. All the couples too in love to care. Then you’ll see it - a bit of yourself in everyone. And somehow, sitting alone in a coffee shop had never felt so good."



Cardinal Grand Cross & The Harmonic Trigger

lunar-spirits:

ffinicks:

I’m at that awkward age where half my friends are engaged or having babies, and the other half are too drunk to find their phones.

And I’m just here having an existential crisis