live beautifully. dream passionately.

The idea of someday forgetting where i've been and what i've experienced in my life is something that has always seemed to terrify me. So I decided to start a blog to document my steps as I continue on this roller-coaster ride called life. Hope you all enjoy the ride.

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”It may seem like the hardest thing to do, but you have to forget about the guy who forgot about you.” - Nicholas Spark

(Source: closeyoureyes-dontworry, via youweremyforever)

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:) Take that leap!
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come away little lamb, come away to the slaughter: thoughts like stars in the night sky

welcometotheland-ofmisfittoys:

it’s been four months.
four of the hardest months
of my life.
and all i wanted was you.

now you’re here.
we talked on the phone
for an hour or so.
i missed you more than anything.

but it’s a strange feeling.
talking to you was comforting
but also heartbreaking
because everything was different…

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  • The Hunger Games: This is the first kiss that we're both fully aware of. Neither of us hobbled by sickness or pain or simply unconscious. Our lips neither burning with fever or icy cold. This is the first kiss where I actually feel stirring inside my chest. Warm and curious. This is the first kiss that makes me want another. (pg. 298)
  • Catching Fire: This time, there is nothing but us to interrupt us. And after a few attempts, Peeta gives up on talking. The sensation inside me grows warmer and spreads out from my chest, down through my body, out along my arms and legs, to the tips of my being. Instead of satisfying me, the kisses have the opposite effect, of making my need greater. I thought I was something of an expert on hunger, but this is an entirely new kind. (pg.352)
  • Mockingjay: It's a long shot, it's suicide maybe, but I do the only thing I can think of. I lean in and kiss Peeta full on the mouth. His whole body starts shuddering, but I keep my lips pressed to his until I have to come up for air. My hands slip up his wrists to clasp his. "Don't let him take you from me." Peeta's panting hard as he fights the nightmares raging in his head. "No. I don't want to..." I clench his hands to the point of pain. "Stay with me." His pupils contract to pinpoints, dilate again rapidly, and then return to something resembling normalcy. "Always," he murmurs. (pg. 314)
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