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Sometimes at night I suddenly become aware of all the things I’m missing out on right now, and all the people who I’m not close to anymore, and all of the good times that will never happen again, and all the people who meant the world to me who have forgotten about me forever, and I get this awful feeling that’s kind of like a mix between loneliness and nostalgia.

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She saunters into a crowded room
not as a victim of the world,
not full of shame,
not insecure,
not doubtful,
not limited,
not poor,
not broken,
not heavy in her heart.
Only light on her feet,
navigating her fears,
communicating through her spine
as the indomitable and juicy presence of love.
Intentional in her choices,
Intentional in her language,
Intentional in her thinking,
Intentional in her creations,
and mighty intentional in her strut.
Love-strut by India Ame’ye (via eatmangoesnekkid)
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You have this one life. How do you wanna spend it? Apologizing? Regretting? Questioning? Hating yourself? Dieting? Running after people who don’t see you? Be brave. Believe in yourself. Do what feels good. Take risks. You have this one life. Make yourself proud. (via brntsienna)

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She herself is a haunted house. She does not possess herself; her ancestors sometimes come and peer out of the windows of her eyes and that is very frightening. She has the mysterious solitude of ambiguous states; she hovers in a no-man’s land between life and death, sleeping and waking. Angela Carter, “The Lady of the House of Love”  (via words-and-coffee)
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Maybe we’ll meet again, when we are slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me. But right now, I am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.

Wishful thinking (via nullalibertas)

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