Mikayla

“Never wait around for a boy, he’ll come to you. Sometimes you need to be busy too, just to let him know that the sun doesn’t rise and shine over him.”

– My Mother’s Advice To Sixteen Year Old Me. (via o-stentum)

“Some periods of our growth are so confusing that we don’t even recognize that growth is happening. We may feel hostile or angry or weepy and hysterical, or we may feel depressed. It would never occur to us, unless we stumbled on a book or a person who explained to us, that we were in fact in the process of change, of actually becoming larger, spiritually, than we were before. Whenever we grow, we tend to feel it, as a young seed must feel the weight and inertia of the earth as it seeks to break out of its shell on its way to becoming a plant. Often the feeling is anything but pleasant. But what is most unpleasant is the not knowing what is happening. Those long periods when something inside ourselves seems to be waiting, holding its breath, unsure about what the next step should be, eventually become the periods we wait for, for it is in those periods that we realize that we are being prepared for the next phase of our life and that, in all probability, a new level of the personality is about to be revealed.”

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Alice Walker, LIVING BY THE WORD (via durgapolashi)

Again again again again again again

(via durgapolashi)

“I’m at the point in life where I no longer want to be angry. I just want to let go of all the negativity that has been consuming my life and actually live life and appreciate everything and everyone that is truly important to me but until I can let go of all the pointless things I should not be worried about, I will never see what I have in front of me. I want to live at peace with myself and my surroundings.”

– T.C (via purplebuddhaproject)

“Do you ever realize how badly you’re going to miss a moment while you’re living it? Like wow, these are the good days. I am here and I am happy and I feel alive.”

– (via foreverrwanderlust)

fatandfabulousmermaid:

blacksnobbery:
lotrlockedwhovian:
punkrockdirection:
sometimes i forget im a real person
this is such a weird thing but I understand.
Nah like it’s so weird that I have a name? And people think of me when they hear it… And they have certain songs or foods or smells that makes them think of me. And even though I know I am an ever changing being I am immortalized in someone’s memory because of how they knew me.
People see me on the train and in the street and might think “she looks interesting, I wonder what her life is about.” People have crushes on me and miss me and think I’m fun or maybe an ass hole. Idk, I feel more like just a brain than a person… And when I look in the mirror I kind of feel detached from my body, like that can’t be my face… Anyone else feel like that, or am I walin?
well this just made me feel weird

“I like cancelled plans. And empty bookstores. I like rainy days and thunderstorms. And quiet coffee shops. I like messy beds and over-worn pajamas. Most of all, I like the small joys that a simple life brings.”

– Unknown (via wordsnquotes)

fuck-it-n-just-live:

I want a party like Gatsby’s