Breathe.

"We grow up to be who we promised we'd never become." Music, coffee, nature, and poetry enthusiast🌹

[perfectfeelings]

“When everything seems to be going against you, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, not with it.”

— Henry Ford

[surqrised]

“There is an inner beauty about a woman who believes in herself, who knows she is capable of anything that she puts her mind to. There is a beauty in the strength and determination of a woman who follows her own path, who isn’t thrown off by obstacles along the way. There is a beauty about a woman whose confidence comes from experiences; who knows she can fall, pick herself up, and move on.”

— Unknown

[somewhatsomelikepoetry]

Realised that the person I’ve become is a person child me would’ve looked up to

[quotefeeling]

“The world is difficult, and we are all breakable. So just be kind.”

— Caitlin Moran

[clair-de-lunne]

[thoughtkick]

“Here’s to all the places we went. And here’s to all the places we’ll go. And here’s to me, whispering again and again and again and again: I love you.”

— John Green // An Abundance of Katherines

[heartofmuse]

“Some days I am so tired I only want to climb into your chest and nestle in your heart so I can experience the healing repose of perfect peace.”

— e.v.e.

[thoughtkick]

“sometimes you just need to take a step back and realize how far you’ve come instead of how far left you have to go. you are going to mess up, and you are going to make mistakes and you aren’t always going to get it right. but, you are human. it happens. it’s okay.”

— Unknown

[thoughtkick]

“Fall for someone who makes you love yourself a bit more.”

— Unknown

[mentalquotes]

put yourself first and dont fucking apologize for it.

[thoughtkick]

“and at some point I thought to myself: ‘no person deserves this,’ and I realized that includes even me.”

— Unknown

[siir-poesia]

“I can’t wait to have a place of my own and paint the rooms in my own colours and make it cosy and fill it with books and cushions and flowers and love and just make it warm and beautiful.”

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[thoughtkick]

“When writing the story of your life, don’t let anyone else hold the pen.”

— Unknown

[bourgwesioie]

What they don’t understand about birthdays and what they never tell you is that when you’re eleven, you’re also ten, and nine, and eight, and seven, and six, and five, and four, and three and two and one. And when you wake up on your eleventh birthday you expect to feel eleven, but you don’t. You open your eyes and everything’s just like yesterday, only it’s today. And you don’t feel eleven at all. You feel like you’re still ten. And you are—underneath the year that makes you eleven.

Like some days you might say something stupid, and that’s the part of you that’s still ten. Or maybe some days you might need to sit on your mama’s lap because you’re scared, and that’s the part of you that’s five. And maybe one day when you’re all grown up maybe you will need to cry like you’re three, and that’s okay. That’s what I tell Mama when she’s sad and needs to cry. Maybe she’s feeling three.

Because the way you grow old is kind of like an onion or like the rings inside a tree trunk or like my little wooden dolls that fit one inside the other, each year inside the next one. That’s how being eleven years old is.

I’m eleven today. I’m eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, and one, but I wish I was one hundred and two. I wish I was anything but eleven, because I want today to be far away already, far away like a runaway balloon, like a tiny o in the sky, so tiny-tiny you have to close your eyes to see.

sandra cisneros; eleven

[thoughtkick]

“Look at yourself as a color. You may not be everybody’s favorite color but believe me, one day you will meet someone who needs you to complete this picture.”

— Unknown

[somewhatsomelikepoetry]

You make me want to be better version of myself

[somewhatsomelikepoetry]

Let me fall asleep to the sound of your heartbeat