NAMASTE, BITCHES

I wish I met you in my 20s because then we wouldn't have to wait for so long. Maybe then, we wouldn't have to part ways. Maybe then, we'd live happily ever after. Maybe then, I wouldn't wonder every single day what I could have done to save us. ig: @jennifersharon

[aaliyahroyle-deactivated2018122]

I either want the highest form of love or nothing at all. I enjoy my own company, so I don’t mind being alone.

[rubydat98]

Some people will see that your heart is pure and purposely mistreat you.

[wnq-writers]

1. Do not be afraid to feel. Be soft, be gentle, be a roaring hurricane if that’s what your heart is telling you. You are an intricate creature of emotion. Do not still your flames. 2. Set your alarm 5 minutes early. Give yourself 5 minutes to lay there in resilience. Then get up and go. 3. Do not forget the importance of those who ask you how you are. Who ask you how your day was. Notice those who check in on you. The world can be a dark place, surround yourself with those who care. 4. You may not look like that girl in the photo, or the girl you just walked past in the street. But that does not make you any less beautiful. You are simply a different kind of flower. 5. Do not be ashamed of your interests and your passions, the music you like, the books you read, what you enjoy doing on a Sunday. Be proud of the light in your eyes when you speak about it. 6. Understand the difference between good and bad attention. There are those that see you simply for what you offer on the outside, but there are also those who are fascinated by the miracles you offer on the inside too. 7. Don’t take yourself too seriously. You are only human. Forgive yourself when you need to and laugh at yourself often. 8. Despite how it may seem now, your family will not be around forever. Make the effort while you can. These people are your blood, your life source, your first friends. 9. Never stop learning. This world is full of wonder. Be curious about what it holds, the nature, the history, the people. There will always be something new. 10. Make good stories. The present is the youngest you’ll ever be again. There will come a day where you look back upon your life, and memories will be all you have left. Go make some.

mesmer-ise,  writing prompt #62: list 10 pieces of advice you’d give yourself (via wnq-writers)

[kushandwizdom]

[rainhadaalegria-deactivated2019]

don’t announce things. don’t share your plans. show your progress. prove your growth. let them see your prosperity, not what steps it took to get there.

[calamity-blossom]

[wnq-writers]

Allow me to be a mess for a little longer, allow me to complain and whine for a bit. Don’t tell me it makes me weak, tell me it’s okay, tell me I will heal.

kriti-g (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

you are my summer, but I need more than just one season.

burningbridgets (via wordsnquotes)

[danger]

[wnq-writers]

It’s okay to walk away. You’re allowed to leave this place. You’re allowed to leave toxic people. You’re allowed to say no without explaining why. You’re allowed to quit something that you don’t really love. You can move freely. You’re allowed to start over with something else. You’re allowed to fail and try and try again.

ginniemouse (via wnq-writers)

[igmakeup]

[wordsnquotes]

I need to be alone for certain periods of time or I violate my own rhythm.

Lee Krasner (via wordsnquotes)

[jenxz]

[alinemissamericana]

You either say how you feel and fuck it up or say nothing and let it fuck you up instead.

(via leave-my-lungs)

[electricraccoonincident-deactiv]

[shatners-phallus]

me

[bpdfatale]

someone: cut off all the toxic people in your life!! you’ll feel so much better

me, someone who has cut off so many people due to paranoia and trust issues that i practically have isolated myself: something went wrong

[storyiwillneverwrite-blog]

We were almost together,” she says, “and I think that it hurts more because of that.” She sighs. “I was almost good enough for him, but not quite. He almost loved me, but somehow it all got screwed up. And I’ll never get as much clarity as I would’ve if I had gotten to call him mine. Because maybe then there would’ve been a definite reason. But instead I just keep wondering what I did wrong.” “And it just hurts that we were so, so close to the finish line, but we never made it across.

never made it across. (via storyiwillneverwrite)