Sometimes You Only Get One Chance

;; she moonlights rock&roll Playing a rain dance with her guitar ;;

[madeleineclouds]

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[rip-chxndra-blog]

Chandra ran her hands through her long, tangled hair, yawning as she blinked the sleep from out of her eyes before rubbing at them. She left her eyes shut for a few moments, enjoying the sun’s warmth on her skin before she forced herself into a semi-upwards position, eyes blinking rapidly as they adjusted to the light. Looking over, her eyes landed on her best friend and a smile tugged her lips upwards. She and Sylvia had been practically inseparable their whole lives. Most of Chandra’s fondest memories involved the other girl and she liked to think Sylvia had quite a few of her as well. Even now with both being in their late teens, not much had changed since they had been little. They still enjoyed sleepovers in the same bed and did practically everything together. And Chandra wouldn’t mind this never stopping. Of course, she wasn’t daft; she knew that someday it wouldn’t be like this. They’d find their soulmates and that would be that. For now, she’d have to suppress her feelings and enjoy their friendship.

Chandra took a few moments to admire Sylvia as she slept before gently trying to wake her up. “Hey, Sylv” she tried in a soft voice. “Wake up. It’s almost eleven o’clock.” The darker girl was itching to get up. She’d never been one to enjoy staying inside in bed all day. She preferred her lazy days being in the garden. Otherwise, she just wanted to be doing something. Right now, her tummy was prompting thoughts of brunch, something she’d enjoy much more with her best friend.

[lightheartedzendaya]

[outspokenoutlet-blog]

[goddessofidiocy-deactivated2019]

Persephone is the girl who drinks pomegranate juice And sits in the corner She takes photos of nature And grows lavender in her window-box She is the girl who always buys the freshest peaches The girl who takes off her shoes to run in the park But she is also the girl With a set of brass knuckles Hidden in the pocket of her skirt.

Modern Persephone (via shes-a-pistol)

[april-look]

[my-diegesis-blog]

The sunrise, of course, doesn’t care if we watch it or not. It will keep on being beautiful, even if no one bothers to look at it.

Gene Amole (via my-diegesis)

[pagewoman]

“Anyone who thinks fallen leaves are dead has never watched them dancing on a windy day.”

Shira Tamir (via pagewoman)

[cold-winter-days]

Its really nice to sit in the sun very quietly and looking at it with your eyes closed and feeling the sun kind of going through your skin inside you and feeling like you aren’t a real human but a part of this planet

[emilythouugh]

There is nothing more beautiful than nature early in the morning.

Vincent van Gogh (via emilythouugh)

[shadow-void-keeper]

Sometimes I stand in the grass barefooted and let the Earth heal me.

Christophe Barton (via iwasadaisyfresh)

[damagaladriel-deactivated201405]

[nomsyourbrain]

[roseydoux]

[wordsnquotes]

The people I have loved in my life have never been easy to love. I’m not used to normal. I’m used to disaster.

Augusten Burroughs, Dry  (via lunesmuse)

[itsfashioonmakeup]

[zenvdaya]