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Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.
—Ernest Hemingway  (via sherlokided)

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Franz Kafka, the story goes, encountered a little girl in the park where he went walking daily. She was crying. She had lost her doll and was desolate.

Kafka offered to help her look for the doll and arranged to meet her the next day at the same spot. Unable to find the doll he composed a letter from the doll and read it to her when they met.

"Please do not mourn me, I have gone on a trip to see the world. I will write you of my adventures." This was the beginning of many letters. When he and the little girl met he read her from these carefully composed letters the imagined adventures of the beloved doll. The little girl was comforted.

When the meetings came to an end Kafka presented her with a doll. She obviously looked different from the original doll. An attached letter explained: “my travels have changed me… “

Many years later, the now grown girl found a letter stuffed into an unnoticed crevice in the cherished replacement doll. In summary it said: “every thing that you love, you will eventually lose, but in the end, love will return in a different form.”

May Benatar, Kafka and the Doll: The Pervasiveness of Loss

For me there are two wise lessons in this story: Grief and loss are ubiquitous even for a young child. And the way toward healing is to look for how love comes back in another form. - May Benatar

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All I have in life is food do not disrespect my food or I will find you

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Fact: When a bisexual, pansexual ( pansexualfacts ) and an asexual (asexualfacts) are together in a confined area, they morph into one majestic butterfly that covers anyone who thinks bi-pan-ace are not real in pride colored glitter 

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I was trying to learn a dance with my friend and she laughed at me cuz and now I don’t want to dance ever again. ;___; SHE WAS ROLLING ON THE FLOOR LAUGHING, OKAY. DAMN YOU DANCERS. *Sobs*

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