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Everything passes. Everything changes. Just do what you think you should do.

Bob Dylan, Lyrics from To Ramona

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Jesus Christ knows the worst about you. Nonetheless, He is the one who loves you most.
— A.W. Tozer (via kissthewave)

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Baby fever.

I would suffer. I would suffer. I would want things to be different than they were. The wanting was a wilderness and I had to find my own way out of the woods.
— Cheryl Strayed, Wild (via pukin)

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See, the darkness is leaking from the cracks. I cannot contain it. I cannot contain my life.
Three Women, Sylvia Plath  (via cicconeyouthh)
Psalm 23:4 

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil.