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Nov 18

amazinglyaonna:

Rainbow lips

I used the Coastal Scents Creative Me 1 eyeshadow palette. So far I love this palette!


Sep 9

I remember the exact moment I decided that I no longer wanted children. It was as my niece rocked back and forth proclaiming that I hated her and only said likewise so I didn’t hurt her feelings. This beautiful child, this kind soul who brightens my day and makes me want to keep going despite the darkness I sometimes find myself inhabiting somehow managed, at such a young age, to be just like me and just like her mother. A wounded soul that feels everything said to her so deeply, a soul who embraces the sharp edges of words and carries their accidental cuts as unasked for wounds across her open heart. I never wanted her to find depression. Never wanted her to sink so deeply into sadness as to no longer be able to find a way out. I wanted her to only know kindness and to never realize that in the end the world is a rough place. A never wanted to have to hold her as she cried while having no good words to soothe her pain. Like me, she knows when a kind word is said just to be said. Like me, she drifts more easily towards sadness than happiness. I don’t know how to tell her that some day the sun will come out and you’ll never need to shed another tear. And I never want my child to sit next to her cousin and shed the same tears because this child that looks nothing like me but acts so much like me and holds my heart as if i birthed her myself, shows me how ill prepared I am to shield those I love from the worlds harsh glare.


(via celimae)


Jun 28

I am cursed by the tendency to desire those that I cannot have for they do not want me.


Jun 26
story-dj:

More of my poetry in my anthology - Out Now on Amazon here!!

story-dj:

More of my poetry in my anthology - Out Now on Amazon here!!


Jun 25

i set a reminder that rings every morning at 9 am. 

"dont call him"

"dont text him"

it says.

it isnt that i dont want to hear your voice

or read your words

i do more than you will probably ever know.

but it seems that i want you more than you want me

i just want to be wanted in return.

this reminder greets me as an old friend every morning.

i hear from it more than i hear from you.


“It’s the oldest story in the world. One day you’re seventeen and planning for someday, and then quietly, without you really noticing, someday is today, and that someday is yesterday and this is your life.” Nathan Scott, OTH. (via drawtheswords)

parahsalmer:

millika:

How to know which boy you like:

1. Get very drunk

2. You will cry about the boy you like

if there’s one thing I’ve learned in the last 6 months…

Sadly true. Or drunk dial him because doing it sober is just out of the question


madelinereow:

Sarah Kay - Postcards

Is there a word for the moment you win tug of war
When the weight gives
And all that extra rope comes hurtling towards you
How even though you’ve won
You still wind up with muddy knees and burns on your hands

Is there a word for that?
I wish there was.


“I traded my integrity for security and called it Love” Dawn Saylor (via girl-in-the-dirtyy-shirt)

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