It’s a thought that constantly creeps in throughout the day It’s a thought that I wish I could keep at bay How did I get to the point where I question my worth? But the truth is this self-hate all starts from birth When we are young we are compared constantly So as we get older we do things more cautiously We lose that sense of creativity and freedom And if you pursue your dreams society thinks you have a problem I am not a label, I am not a number And when you call me harsh words just know I’ll remember I know what I deserve and how I should be treated But when I show my love for self the world says I’m conceited We set abnormal expectations that will only end in failure And try to cut our fat away as if our body was paper Our mind takes over as we try to vainly conform The media makes a boney body the image seen as norm But we are more than skin and bones And if we stay silent we unknowingly turn into clones I still struggle with my physical appearance But I’ll be better someday it only takes a little love and perseverance
Not Good Enough//Submitted by @daniimaaals (via tornpagesspilledink)
tbh you seem like you were crafted out of fate and neglect
“No one has ever made you feel this way, how I am loving you now: remember, remember because nobody else remembers. I remember, I do. Imagine for example, how we tread the pavements with your leather shoes, when we cross the bridge when you suddenly hum a song you have heard from nearby folks. It is quite so lovely how you do it. You do it in your own way, that I am moonstruck, as if the moonbeam is coming from your voice, that spontaneous illumination with your movements, your hands that are vital to your nails– transparent, colorless, like spring water in the brooks. If it is with you, these memories, arise, gently opening my heart to take you in– and you will eat me whole, because I feel so small, so small that I am melting, melting and caramelized. We are here, we are here, and nothing has escaped between us, as if the earth and sky meets halfway to give us space: the momentary pause of this liquid ether we hold in our hands, the palpitation in your chest, that is, how I know, time stand still.”
— Chuck Akot, from The Color of Charcoal and Other Essays, IF THE EARTH AND SKY MEETS HALFWAY
What the hell is that?“ I laughed."It’s my fox hat.”“Your fox hat?”“Yeah, Pudge. My fox hat.”“Why are you wearing your fox hat?” I asked.“Because no one can catch the motherfucking fox.
John Green (via lifeofquotations)
I love this :)
"I don't want to love you anymore. I left because I was tired, loving you hurts and stresses me out, please let me forget you. Please, it hurts."
-my hearts thoughts
Look I have zero excuses for this, but the idea popped into my head and now it's in your head, sorry
You were my sunlight. I now live in a forever darkness. Yet, my love for you still burns as much as the sun. I'll always be yours, even if you're not mine.
- My Hearts Thoughts
I ended up having a really interesting conversation with some people at the bus stop today. They were getting out of some sort of ‘clean and sober’ meeting and had starting saying how they were so bored because they didn’t have anything to do, and had to stay at home because all their old friends would pull them back. So I said something like, ‘So this is the time to do all the stuff your parents told you they didn’t have money/time for!’ “Whatcha mean?” “You know, like when you were five and you REALLY wanted to have that toy or do that thing and you were like, ‘Please mom please I gotta have this I gotta go do this’ and they went ‘Hell no you think I’m paying for that do you want to goddamn EAT?’ “ And this light went on in their eyes. The lady is going to go check thrift stores for an Easybake Oven and I told her about Wilton cake decorating classes. The dude is going to Griffith Park and ride horses, because, ‘I always wanted to be a cowboy, and you can’t drink when you’re on a horse ‘cause you’ll fucking die!’ Fuck it. This is what being an adult is. Sure it’s bills and work and relationships, but damn it, it’s also time to do the things you LIKE. I signed up for a free class/lecture on Water Gardens. I’m going. It’s time.
I believe in everything until it’s disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it’s in your mind. Who’s to say that dreams and nightmares aren’t as real as the here and now?
John Lennon (via lifeofquotations)
listen
“You know when you love someone. It hums through every inch of your body. It makes you smile and laugh and cry. It makes you feel alive, so alive, like nothing can ever touch you. You just feel love.”
— Love / Life
"You were the light in my eyes. The sweet, warm fire that made me glow. It was all for you, every shallow breath, every lonely sob, every happy hug and every gentle kiss. All the stinging pain and honey love we had; it was yours, all yours."
- My Hearts Thoughts
just a blog full of quotes, mainly about that one boy with the beautiful eyes
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