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“As a child, ‘fat’ was the first word people used to describe me which didn’t offend me until I found out it was supposed to.”
— Blythe Baird, If My Body Could Speak
ironic how being empty can feel so fucking heavy
don’t rush the things you want to last forever.
“I’m always astonished by a forest. It makes me realise that the fantasy of nature is much larger than my own fantasy. I still have things to learn.”
— Gunter Grass (via landscape-photo-graphy)
“I want to make a difference in the world because I believe that’s what science is for.”
— Craig Mello, American Biologist (Born: October 18, 1960)
“he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you don’t even have a name for.”
— Richard Siken, excerpt of You Are Jeff (via petrichour)
friendly advice to not revolve your life around one person, one feeling, one place, one memory, one problem. the complexity of life and the diversity of the world is beautiful and you have the right to explore it. do not settle for less. you deserve better.
And I’m still trying to figure out how you could get out of bed one morning and decide that this is it. How you were able to walk away, without ever looking back.
A.d.c
you had my whole soul. you did. you really did
“For you, I would.”
— (via leohearts)
We often waste an incredible amount of time wanting to be somewhere else, someone else. Our head-space gets clogged with compare, contrast, what if, why can’t, I should. But you’re never getting this time back. You can’t borrow tomorrow. Please don’t save the best for last. The best is all of you, here, where you are, brightly lit and painfully now, in this breath you’re leaving. Each second dies as it is born; every hello must say goodbye; all is fading in the collapsing hallway of a fragile hourglass, a grain at a time. You are here. The best is you, now.
i love suffering with a nice soundtrack
I knew exactly who he was…
I loved him anyway.
-Makenzie Hipple
“I know some folks don’t have the luxury of a story. I know talking about a dead person doesn’t make them less dead. I know if you ask for the ghosts, they’ll come.”
— Dave Harris, from Patricide
i’m still wondering why i wasn’t worth it
“I don’t want to be a sweetheart. I want to be the fucking love of your life.”
— Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Americana (via nyu-tah)
i am running out
of breath trying
to chase a lifetime
in a second
turning sunsets
into something more
than just
an ending
Kai Masa // making every second count