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My heart wants roots My mind wants wings. I cannot bear Their bickerings.
E.Y. Harburg (via thepinesaredancing)
EVERYTHING LOVE..
I am good at walking away. Rejection teaches you how to reject.
Jeanette Winterson, Weight: The Myth of Atlas and Heracles (via larmoyante)
I am good at walking away. Rejection teaches you how to reject.
Jeanette Winterson, Weight: The Myth of Atlas and Heracles (via larmoyante)
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I will not wait to love as best as I can. We thought we were young and that there would be time to love well sometime in the future. This is a terrible way to think. It is no way to live, to wait to love.
Dave Eggers, What is the What
Every girl learns to hate her body by watching other women hate theirs or hate on each other’s. It’s a learned behavior, not something that we’re born with.
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Stars, Milky Way, Jackson Lake, Grand Teton NP (by IronRodArt - Royce Bair)
The goals we pursue are always veiled. A girl who longs for marriage longs for something she knows nothing about. The boy who hankers after fame has no idea what fame is. The thing that gives our every move its meaning is always totally unknown to us.
Milan Kundera, from The Unbearable Lightness of Being