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I believe that true love and fate are intrinsically intertwined. Sometimes, the person that you are truly meant to fall in love with will come into your life in the strangest, most unexpected way. Your true love may shock you. You may find yourself discounting your feelings based solely on your inability to see how it could possibly work. “We are too different,” “The timing is all wrong,” “There is too much distance,” “I always thought that I would fall for somebody different,” “I’m still in love with so-and-so,” etc. My advice to you is to throw away your conventions and preconceived notions. People come into your life for a reason. If you feel that click with someone, it does not matter anymore where either of you came from, where you’ve been, or where you thought you were going. Grab onto that person and run with them wherever fate takes you. Let go of the idea of the person that you thought was perfect, or that your mother would like, and direct your eyes to the blinding light that is the person that loves your soul. Grab hold of that beautiful person that has heard your purest wishes and your darkest desires and everything in between and has embraced and celebrated it all. Never EVER let them go, no matter their baggage or past. Not for all the bright smiles and perfect curls and charming laughs of the person you thought might have been “perfect.” Look to the one who never stops worrying, never stops trying, never stops reaching out, no matter how hard you try to push them away, or how much you hurt them. Because that is the person that loves you. Look to the person that you don’t have to pretend for. Look to the person who accepts your tears and your anger and your apathy and your smiles and your wit and your dirty mind and loves it all. Look to the person that you can be totally open with because you know they would never judge you. Look to the person that was there for you in ways that you never thought anyone would be, even when it hurt them. Look to the person who wants to know about every stupid little part of your life. Look to the person who cares about your family and your friends and your pets though they never even met them. Look to the person who sends you messages just to check in, and wishes that you have a good day. Look to the person that tries to be what you need. Look to the person that encourages your dreams and applauds all of your triumphs— not matter how small. Look to that person, and know that it does not matter where they came from, who they were before, how different you are, how damaged they are, how strangely they came into your life, or how impossible the obstacles between you may seem. Because that is the person who will love you your whole life long. That is the person who will never let you down. That is the person who will treasure you with their dying breath. Fate has worked very hard to bring you two together. Don’t you dare let go.

- Love just isn’t as mysterious as you think it is. All the signs are right in front of you, if you would just open your eyes. (via hidontbecreepy)

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harmonizingly:

The people who come running to hug you after you haven’t seen them in awhile are my favorite type of people.

creepy-stuff-i-just-made-up:

The Pencee Scarecrows 

On April 30, 2009, Pencee McLane left with five of her closest friends on a camping trip. What occurred to Pencee and her friends that night has become a mystery for the ages.

It’s reported that the group arrived at their planned destination at 7 PM. The group made camp and spent the night drinking and having a good time. When Pencee awoke the following morning, all of the people in her group were gone.

Upon investigating the campsite, she found nothing out of the ordinary.

The SUV was still there.

The tents were still there. All of the group’s food and clothing was still in their respective tents.

Nothing had been disturbed.

She spent the next hour texting and calling her friends, but not one person responded. She even called their parents. Beginning to panic, Pencee called the police.

Authorities arrived on scene, but were just as confused as Pencee. No signs of struggle, no signs of other people.

The strangest thing to come out of the initial investigation was the discovery that the only footprints at the campsite were Pencee’s.

Bizarre, right?

It gets worse.

On May 1, 2010, the first body appeared.

Sara Paella was found in the middle of a field, right on the spot where the original group camped. As seen in the pictures above, her desiccated corpse was found tied to a rough crucifix with barbed wire. A stitched burlap sack was thrown over her head and a collar of barbed wire adorned her neck.

Police determined that the cause of death was strangulation with the barbed wire.

On May 1, 2011, the second body appeared. Kitty Sigmon was found crucified across the street from where Pencee was living at the time. The crucifix appeared in her neighbor’s backyard. Residents on the street all reported that the only thing they heard that night was a droning noise that sounded like a plane.

Pencee McLane relocated to a new city shortly after this occurred.

On May 1, 2012, the third body appeared. Melissa Green was found crucified and hung with barbed wire. Once again, the body appeared across the street from where Pencee McLane lived. This time in the front yard.

Pencee once again moved to a new city.

On May 1, 2013, the fourth body appeared. Willis Timmermen was found crucified in Pencee’s own front yard, his body in the same shape as the others.

May 1, 2014 will be here soon and the fifth member of the group still hasn’t been found.

I wonder where that scarecrow will appear…

(Source: marrowhouse.blogspot.co.nz)

xpinksunshine:

“I feel like sometimes I’m in my own little world and you’re always next to me and I don’t know how you do it but you understand me.”

xpinksunshine:

“I feel like sometimes I’m in my own little world and you’re always next to me and I don’t know how you do it but you understand me.”

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dajo42:

"tea is just leaf water!" "yeah well coffee is just bean water!" wow, it’s. it’s like everything is made of things. this door is just wood rectangle. this poster is just ink paper. this lemonade is just lemon water. wow, it’s like you can combine ingredients to make things that are more enjoyable than the initial parts of the equation. sure is a magical world we live in

hanukkahlewinsky:

is this what having a penis is like 

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lilith-not-eve:

Marrying young is not the end of my freedom. It means I want to travel and see the world, but with her by my side. It means I still like drinking in bars and dancing in clubs, but stumbling home with her at 2am and eating pizza in our underwear. It means I know that I want to kiss those lips every morning, and every night before bed. If you see marriage as the end of your ‘freedom’, you’re doing it wrong.

itsaterribleprivelage:

heroingranola:

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i must dance

itsaterribleprivelage:

heroingranola:

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i must dance

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tastefullyoffensive:

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