"Happiness consists in realizing it is all a great strange dream"

captainterrapin91:

Wells Fargo Center, Philadelphia, PA 12/22/2012

I was there!

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my boyfriend calls me from work to ask me what he should have ready for dinner tomorrow night when i arrive at his house.

the sweetest man alive.

yesterday was one of the most beautiful days i’ve had in a long time.

woke up, danced in the shower together to bob marley, found the dmb satellite station, drove through pa countryside and spent the day in new hope.

:)

i love you chad stokes.
mostly for your talent, but also because you are my boyfriend’s doppelganger.

i love you chad stokes.

mostly for your talent, but also because you are my boyfriend’s doppelganger.

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owenhouhoulis:

Artist: Sara Rahbar

Artist: Sara Rahbar

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i belong with you, you belong with me..

you’re my sweetheart

We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It’s easy. The first girl I ever loved was someone I knew in sixth grade. Her name was Missy; we talked about horses. The last girl I love will be someone I haven’t even met yet, probably. They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you’ll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there’s still one more tier to all this; there is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these loveable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.

— Chuck Klosterman, Killing Yourself to Live: 85% of a True Story (via loveyourchaos)

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