Today my heart swings.
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Hello, I'm Jasmine, located near San Francisco. I love life and photographs. I am a cancer survivor and love every breath I take.
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There she is!
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There is a baby here… somewhere….
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Time to fall asleep in my haven
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I would like more penpals.
Even though I would be satisfied with just Zack Attack, I think the more, the merrier.
Any takers?
Although I don’t know how I would start it off…
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(via reeunderscore)
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So much time has passed. I have these moments where I think to myself where are you, who are you, what day is it today? Time is lost on me. It always has been. To me, the most sensible thing about time is that the clock is a perfect circle. I keep coming back here; back to this place, but on a different day and with a different set of eyes. I read an old journal this morning. Nearly by accident, but not exactly. It had been lying there in my closet waiting for a home after a recent unpacking. Before I retired it to the drawer where I retire things, I gave it one last look. A page from another life. Same person, different day, different set of eyes, lighter pressure on the pen. A page full of certainty and also full of questions. It’s always strange to read the things you’ve hoped for in the past because by now those hopes may be spoken for or gone, transformed or altogether forgotten. Like time, hope can be so senseless. It can carry us up mountains or lie us in the quicksand. But like time, hope is unstoppable, inevitable, and blind. Sometimes we travel fast, hurdling towards the unknown, sometimes the unknown comes hurdling towards us while we watch time standing still. All of this means very little I’m sure, but it felt like something when I sat down to write it.
Perhaps I’ve been wasting our time.
"- Andrew McMahon -
It was after Valarie and I ate these delicious tiny burgers that we decided that it is true…
size does not matter.
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I love young Demi Moore.
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Demi
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My girl
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(via egyptianlights)
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A while ago in my AP Chemistry class, this one annoying kid and my friend were having a weird argument about who was better. The annoying kid said, "Well, at least I have a girlfriend!" to which I responded, "Whatever. Your girlfriend has 67 protons." In response, the entire class, including the teacher, turned their heads to look at the periodic table on the wall. The element with 67 protons is holmium, with the chemical symbol "Ho." My teacher was the first to laugh. MLIA
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One suicide victim who committed suicide by jumping from the Golden Gate Bridge left behind a note saying: “I’m going to walk to the bridge. If one person smiles at me on the way, I will not jump.”
hello-therelove:(via funeral)
Goodness. I should’ve been on that bridge.
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