| Maybe happiness didn't have to be about the big, sweeping circumstances, about having everything in your life in place. Maybe it was about stringing together a bunch of small pleasures. Wearing slippers and watching the Miss Universe contest. Eating a brownie with vanilla ice cream. Getting to level seven in Dragon Master and knowing there were twenty more levels to go. Maybe happiness was just a matter of the little upticks- the traffic signal that said "Walk" the second you go there- and downticks- the itch tag at the back of your collar- that happened to every person in the course of the day. Maybe everybody had the same allotted measure of happiness within each day. Maybe it didn't matter if you were a world-famous heartthrob or a painful geek. Maybe it didn't matter if your friend was possibly dying. Maybe you just got through it. Maybe that was all you could ask for. ~Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants (Ann Brashares) |






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Life is a moderately good play
with a badly written third act.
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The sound of something sweet and sick... like too much sugar and tar.
Do your nipples get hard when you sneeze?
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Life is a moderately good play
with a badly written third act.
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The more I love you the more you run from me, darling...
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Life is a moderately good play
with a badly written third act.
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The more I love you the more you run from me, darling...
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They want diversity.It's too bad they don't care for diversity of thought.
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Life is a moderately good play
with a badly written third act.
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