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THIS CHANGES EVERYTHING

GAME CHANGER

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This is about my someday daughter, already stung stained with insecurity begging, ‘mom, will i be pretty?’ I will wipe that question from your mouth like cheap lipstick and answer, ‘No, the word pretty is unworthy of everything you will be and no child of mine will be contained in five letters. You will be pretty intelligent, pretty creative, pretty amazing, but, you will never be merely pretty.’
Katie Makkai  (via weaverofstars)
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Before you judge, you must understand why. Not why from your point of view, but from theirs.
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Does he treat you with respect at all times? That’s the first question. The second question is, if he is the exact same person twenty years from now that he is today, would you still want to marry him? And finally, does he inspire to be a better person? You find someone you can answer yes to all three, then you’ve found a good man.
Colleen Hoover, Slammed (via simply-quotes)
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You will fall in love with smells, the good and the bad kind. You will want to wear your lovers shirt because it makes you feel close to them and you’re okay with being that PYSCHO who is legitimately sniffing their shirt in public. You will fall in love with sweat, certain perfumes, the smell of the season in which you fell in love. This particular love smells like fall. It smells like Halloween and a roaring fire and leaves and fog and mist and candy and food and family and whiskey and sex and the lint that collects on sweaters. When it ends, if it ends, you will never experience another fall without thinking of him, her, it. The memories will stick to the ground like a mound of leaves and will only dissipate when the weather drops.
The People You Will Fall In Love With In Your 20s (via lesbian-a-la-mode)

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