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It's my 7 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
Shine even at the most blurry waters
power of delay
time is the strongest currency
“When people don’t express themselves, they die one piece at a time. You’d be shocked at how many adults are really dead inside — walking through their days with no idea who they are.”
— Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak
“Why should I be sad? I have lost someone who didn’t love me. But they lost someone who loved them.”
— Unknown
The older you get, the more you choose calm over chaos and distance over disrespect. Drama becomes intolerable to you and your peace becomes your ultimate priority. You start surrounding yourself with people who are good for your mental health, heart and soul.
““A long time ago I learned not to explain things to people. It misleads them into thinking they’re entitled to know everything I do.” - Lisa Kleypas”
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““You are a little soul carrying around a corpse.” - Epictetus”
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“Everything you do is triggered by an emotion of either desire or fear.”
— Brian Tracy
“A dream is like a river ever changing as it flows, and a dreamer’s just a vessel that must follow where it goes.”
— Garth Brooks, The River
D.H. Lawrence, from "Butterfly", The Complete Poems of D.H. Lawrence
Every night you dream that you talk to a genie, when you wake up you can't remember what you wished for. One morning you wake up with a giant crab pincer replacing your right arm. What do you do?
I'd wait for the day to end and think deep about what to wish for the coming night. I'd sure wish to bring back my normal arm.