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I’ve found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am.
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posted 2 days ago with 8,075 notes  psych-facts)

Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen.
—Anne Lamott (via creatingaquietmind)

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posted 1 week ago with 80,977 notes  literaryheroine)

i said to the sun, tell me about the big bang. the sun said, it hurts to become.
—andrea gibson, i sing the body electric, especially when my power’s out (via mozrts)

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posted 1 week ago with 16,613 notes  ale-thea)

Hello old friend. It’s nice to see you too.

posted 2 weeks ago with 2 notes 

It’s funny how one summer can change everything. It must be something about the heat and the smell of chlorine, fresh-cut grass and honeysuckle, asphalt sizzling after late-day thunderstorms, the steam rising while everything drips around it. Something about long, lazy days and whirring air conditioners and bright plastic flip-flops from the drugstore thwacking down the street. Something about fall being so close, another year, another Christmas, another beginning. So much in one summer, stirring up like the storms that crest at the end of each day, blowing out all the heat and dirt to leave everything gasping and cool. Everyone can reach back to one summer and lay a finger to it, finding the exact point when everything changed. That summer was mine.
—That Summer -Sarah Dessen

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The things you are passionate about are not random. They are your calling.
—Fabienne Fredrickson *Glamour

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"To live would be an awfully big adventure" 

Hook (1991)

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posted 3 weeks ago with 29,768 notes  seanmaguires)

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Foxes living on the beach in Hokkaido [x]

reblogging for foxfriends :)

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posted 3 weeks ago with 35,591 notes  n8yager)