Time doesn’t heal anything. Time is merely the off-brand bandaid you buy at the local supermarket that patches up the wound temporarily. Nostalgia will rip off the bandaid every time, leaving the healed spot open, sore, and a tad bit more vulnerable than before. But, new things, new people, new places, new experiences, does all the fixing. So wait. And when you grow tired of waiting, keep waiting. Don’t wait for the time to speed up enough to feel again, but wait for the right moment to inhale something new and exhale the past.

Alaina Strollo (via s0lar-soul)


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this makes me so happy I could cry??

cherish this post because the original vines have been deleted

My boyfriend and I literally just laughed about this for like 10 minutes. I know it was a big deal or whatever but its still sooooo funny