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If I could speak all the languages of earth and of angels, but didn’t love others, I would only be a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. If I had the gift of prophecy, and if I understood all of God’s secret plans and possessed all knowledge, and if I had such faith that I could move mountains, but didn’t love others, I would be nothing. If I gave everything I have to the poor and even sacrificed my body, I could boast about it; but if I didn’t love others, I would have gained nothing.
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bodhi-sukha: “Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”— Emily Brontë

bodhi-sukha:

“Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”
— Emily Brontë

awkward-adorkable-me: larrylovesbullshit: WHY DID THIS JUST BREAK MY HEART? here’s the message for the day, kids. always, i repeat, ALWAYS stare at your crush. never look away. ever Crying. 

awkward-adorkable-me:

larrylovesbullshit:

WHY DID THIS JUST BREAK MY HEART?

here’s the message for the day, kids. always, i repeat, ALWAYS stare at your crush. never look away. ever

Crying. 

langleav: More poetry and prose by Lang Leav available here

langleav:

More poetry and prose by Lang Leav available here

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