Saturday, August 30, 2014
Confidence isn’t walking into a room with your nose in the air, and thinking you are better than everyone else, it’s walking into a room and not having to compare yourself to anyone else in the first place. (via natashakills)

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I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know? Ernest Hemingway (via feellng)
banjosandbibles:

“Because in the end, you won’t remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain.” -Jack Kerouac #venturefarandlow (at Violent Young | The Analong Affair )

banjosandbibles:

“Because in the end, you won’t remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain.”
-Jack Kerouac
#venturefarandlow (at Violent Young | The Analong Affair )

Friday, August 29, 2014

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the wounds have changed me.
i am so soft with scars
my skin
breathes and beats stars.
Nayyirah Waheed  (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

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Thursday, August 28, 2014
I’m in love with people’s hands and the way they clench their fists and the way their fingertips lightly press down onto piano keys or thighs. Calloused fingers or dainty fingers. Hands writing poems or memos or parking tickets. Hands writing futures. To me, every crease on the palm is a love line. Mesogeios (via splitterherzen)

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