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You will be al right
Anonymous inquires: what sexual orientation do you identify yourself with?

beneath-a-lonely-place:

Booksexual - lover of books - love making of literature. 

Having a soft heart in a cruel world is courage, not weakness.

Katherine Henson (via kvtes)

(Source: , via nymphery)

I know better now, and so I am trying to do better. It is painful because the old ways are so comfortable but I know in my heart that pain is the only thing that will bloom if I go backwards and plant the same seeds I always did.

I want to feel the sun kiss my skin, and watch the light grow inside of me. So yes, I know better, and yes I will try to do better. I will trust that this uncomfortable feeling will fade into peace, and I will be one step closer to being free in me.

I am letting go of many things, thoughts, feelings, and people that have weighed me down until the water filled my lungs. I am learning how to breathe again without them, and it feels bittersweet but I know this is what is right for me.

I won’t explain or justify myself to anyone. I will live out my life with joy, with peace, with honesty, and I will not let anything unravel me again.

This is my story, and beautiful things will be written in each page. The light will soak into my words, and I will come alive in each chapter. No more holding back. No more pleasing you. No more making myself small to make you more. I am here, and I am going to take up space. I am going to live.


Dele Olanubi (via bealightinthedark)

(via internal-acceptance-movement)

Things that say a lot about people:

  • the way which they treat the waiter/waitress
  • how they feel about the weather
  • whether they dog ear pages or highlight in books 
  • fingernails 
  • and hands in general
  • their preferred creative outlet
  • how much they dread/enjoy talking on the phone
  • whether or not they drink coffee
  • if they ever forget to eat
  • how honest they are with themselves (and others)
  • if they correct your grammar
  • how they treat their parents 

(Source: younghabitats, via ricciolidimoca)

It always rains the hardest on the people who deserve the sun.

Unknown (via karnsteins)

(Source: phunkyyy, via mymindistakingover)

The best years of your life are the ones in which you decide your problems are your own. You do not blame them on your mother, the ecology, or the president. You realize that you control your own destiny.

Albert Ellis  (via thatkindofwoman)

(Source: observando, via eashubsda)

dailylilycollins:

I’ve always loved big eyes, like those of Audrey Hepburn and Elizabeth Taylor. But my mother didn’t allow me to wear make-up until I was 15.
A flower does not think of competing to the flower next to it. It just blooms.

from Zen Shin Talks   (via autumninthefall)

(Source: purplebuddhaproject, via bearsnbeetsnbattlestargalactica)

He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights (via observando)

I’ll have this tattooed on me soon!

(via mrsdevilla)

(via bearsnbeetsnbattlestargalactica)

Happy easter everyone! 
P.s I’m a weirdo who likes to stand on chairs :)
And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.

Unknown (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

(Source: irynka, via ricciolidimoca)

invisible-syndrome:

Wildflower on We Heart It.
。.☮*°Fire, Transform Me°*☮.。