BayoMayo
My blog is as moody as I am.

I wonder if your chest ever aches at the sound of my name the same way mine does whenever I hear yours.
— (via the-psycho-cutie)

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Human beings can withstand a week without water, two weeks without food, many years of homelessness, but not loneliness. It is the worst of all tortures, the worst of all sufferings.
— Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes (via larmoyante)

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A flower does not think of competing to the flower next to it. It just blooms.
Zen Shin Talks (via the-second-impression)

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Smooth and smiling faces everywhere, but ruin in their eyes.
— Jean-Paul Sartre (via gaesaeki)

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You are immortal; you’ve existed for billions of years in different manifestations, because you are Life, and Life cannot die. You are in the trees, the butterflies, the fish, the air, the moon, the sun. Wherever you go, you are there, waiting for yourself.
— Don Miguel Ruiz (via sapta-loka)

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The answer is never the answer. What’s really interesting is the mystery. If you seek the mystery instead of the answer, you’ll always be seeking. I’ve never seen anybody really find the answer. They think they have, so they stop thinking. But the job is to seek mystery, evoke mystery, plant a garden in which strange plants grow and mysteries bloom. The need for mystery is greater than the need for an answer.

Ken Kesey

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Isn’t it sad, admitting that? You’re use to being hurt, played, cheated on, taken for granted, backstabbed, etc., To the point where nothing really seems to matter to you anymore. To the point where it seems like no one cares about your feelings and thoughts. And to the point where you know someone hurt you so much, your last reply is “it’s fine, I’m used to it.”

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One morning one of us ran out of black paint; and that was the start of Impressionism.
— Pierre-Auguste Renoir (via acrylicalchemy)

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The hours between 12am and 6am
have a funny habit of making you feel
like you’re either on top of the world,
or under it.
— Beau Taplin, the hours between.  (via whitebeyonce)

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I don’t want just words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald (The Beautiful and Damned)

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sleepyberry:

met a cat
One should be in love. Love should not be just a relationship, it should be a state of being. And whenever you love one, through the one you love the all. And if love has really happened you will suddenly find that you have started loving trees and birds and the sky and people.
— Osho (via wethinkwedream)

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You should not
have to rip yourself
into pieces to keep
others whole.
i am seeing less and less of you, Emma Bleker  (via cleamour)

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