I share what moves me, annoys me and whatever I want. I can be quite random. You have been warned ; -)
Nobody will protect you from your suffering. You can’t cry it away or eat it away or starve it away or walk it away or punch it away or even therapy it away. It’s just there, and you have to survive it. You have to endure it. You have to live through it and love it and move on and be better for it and run as far as you can in the direction of your best and happiest dreams across the bridge that was built by your own desire to heal.
Cheryl Strayed (via moaka)
(Source: the-healing-nest, via reachingforrecovery)
3 weeks ago
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and a buncha otha more shit: This little white girl came up to the welcome desk and said to me...
This little white girl came up to the welcome desk and said to me shyly,
“Excuse me…
…you’re pretty,”
and just walked away. It was so random and genuine and nice—especially since I don’t/didn’t particularly feel pretty.
Then a black woman came in a few minutes after, and I told her she reminded…
1 month ago
32 notes
Marlon Teixeira
YO I’M DONE
I’m just gettin started…
;) ur welcome
(via chocolatehighhh)
3 weeks ago
637 notes
Marry your best friend. I do not say that lightly. Really, truly find the strongest, happiest friendship in the person you fall in love with. Someone who speaks highly of you. Someone you can laugh with. The kind of laughs that make your belly ache, and your nose snort. The embarrassing, earnest, healing kind of laughs. Wit is important. Life is too short not to love someone who lets you be a fool with them. Make sure they are somebody who lets you cry, too. Despair will come. Find someone that you want to be there with you through those times. Most importantly, marry the one that makes passion, love, and madness combine and course through you. A love that will never dilute - even when the waters get deep, and dark.