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Sunday, July 13, 2014

I’m that girl.

I’m not the girl your mother warns you about.
I won’t kiss your best friend or break your heart.
I won’t make you choose between what you love to do & me.
I’m not cold. I’m not reckless.
I’m the girl your father mentions when your mom’s not around.
I’m the girl that gets away.

I will love you more than anything.
I will kiss you when you cry.
I will stand by your side until you decide otherwise.

And you’re just like your father, so you will.

You’ll let me go & I won’t look back,
But you will.
I promise you, you will.

I’m that girl.

— On Both Knees

“I want your Monday morning
sleep soaked eyes
dream drenched voice,
lazy bones
‘five more minutes please babe.’
I want your Tuesday afternoon
coffee break,
glasses off, laughter on
‘just hold me for a while
it’s been a hard day.’

I want your Wednesday evening
fingers through hair
teeth nibbling nails
neck craning, eye glazing
‘this paperwork never ends’

I want your Thursday night
drinks for two
bones unbind
muscles let loose
flats, slacks,
‘just me and you’

I want your finally Friday
stretch soul smile,
sun sipping light
from the glaciers in your eyes
fingers unfurl, hand extends
‘c’mon babe, lets go wild’

I want your weekend.
your movie marathon Saturday
reading by the fireplace
kissing in the blankets
want your Sunday morning
orange juice and pancakes
white sheets, tender skin
hair like the Fourth of July
‘let’s not get out of bed today.’

I want your ordinary
and your stress, rest, release
I want your bad day and that terrible night
I want you drunk in my arms
forgetting the place but never my name
I want your lazy and your lonely
and your fist full of fight
I want you everyday
in every way
for the rest of my life.”


find someone
who knows
you’re sad
just by the change
of tone in your

be with someone
who loves the
feature that
you hate the most

fall inlove with
someone who
looks at you and
knows they don’t
want anyone else

ending the school year like

— J.R.R. Tolkien

“I will not say, do not weep, for not all tears are an evil.”

“This leaves men confused and unable to pigeonhole you. What they are forced to do instead is… take you seriously.”

— Gregory Orr, from “When I first saw …” in The Caged Owl: New & Selected (Copper Canyon Press, 2002)

“When I first saw her
she was so beautiful
I wanted to be a mirror
and hold all of her.
My eyes couldn’t do that,
much as I tried
to calm them, saying:
‘Drink deep of her face.’ If I had become a lake …
A mirror is all surface
but a lake has depths.
I would have drawn her in,
alive inside me.”

Turn On's;

— Jim Butcher, White Night

“There is a primal reassurance in being touched, in knowing that someone else, someone close to you, wants to be touching you. There is a bone-deep security that goes with the brush of a human hand, a silent, reflex-level affirmation that someone is near, that someone cares.”

— Benny Bellamacina

“If you wake up tired, you’ve been chasing dreams. If you go to bed tired, your making your dreams happen.”

Saturday, July 12, 2014

i may not be the smartest

i may not be the smartest one or a genius student but i'll never stop trying to beat myself in wisdom and knowledge

The bird, the pin, the song, the berries, the watch, the cracker, the dress that burst into flames. I am the mockingjay. The one that survived despite the Capitol’s plans. The symbol of the rebellion.

Judith Viorst

Close friends contribute to our personal growth. They also contribute to our personal pleasure, making the music sound sweeter, the wine taste richer, the laughter ring louder because they are there.

phantom-limb pain

 It’s phantom-limb pain. It aches, it throbs, there’s nothing there, and yet you never want it to go away.

— The karate kid

“Being still and doing nothing 
are two very different things.”

— Sylvia Plath

“I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn’t stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren’t having any of those.”

"Lovely Advice"

  1. Drink plenty of water. 
  2. Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar.
  3. Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured in plants.
  4. Live with the 3 E’s - Energy, Enthusiasm and Empathy
  5. Play more games.
  6. Read more books than you did in the year before.
  7. Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day.
  8. Sleep for 7 hours.
  9. Take a 10-30 minutes walk daily. And while you walk, smile.

You love them.

You love them. You don’t want to lose them. Yet, even reaching out…wanting so desperately to find a way that will make things work…no matter what you try…it all ends up as more hurt.

— The XX

“After all that we had we act like we had never met”

— Lauren Wilce (love this poem)

If you want to change the world love a man; really love him
Choose the one whose soul calls to yours clearly who sees you; who is brave enough to be afraid
Accept his hand and guide him gently to your hearts blood
Where he can feel your warmth upon him and rest there
And burn his heavy load in your fires
Look into his eyes look deep within and see what lies dormant or awake or shy or expectant there
Look into his eyes and see there his fathers and grandfathers and all the wars and madness their spirits fought in some distant land, some distant time
Look upon their pains and struggles and torments and guilt; without judgment
And let it all go
Feel into his ancestral burden
And know that what he seeks is safe refuge in you
Let him melt in your steady gaze
And know that you need not mirror that rage
Because you have a womb, a sweet, deep gateway to wash and renew old wounds
If you want to change the world love a man, really love him
Sit before him, in the full majesty of your woman in the breath of your vulnerability
In the play of your child innocence in the depths of your death
Flowering invitation, softly yielding, allowing his power as a man
To step forward towards you…and swim in the Earth’s womb, in silent knowing, together
And when he retreats…because he will…flees in fear to his cave…
Gather your grandmothers around you…envelope in their wisdoms
Hear their gentle shusshhhed whispers,
calm your frightened girls’ heart
Urging you to be still…and wait patiently for his return
Sit and sing by his door, a song of remembrance,
that he may be soothed, once more

If you want to change the world, love a man, really love him
Do not coax out his little boy
With guiles and wiles and seduction and trickery
Only to lure him…to a web of destruction
To a place of chaos and hatred
More terrible than any war fought by his brothers
This is not feminine this is revenge
This is the poison of the twisted lines
Of the abuse of the ages, the rape of our world
And this gives no power to woman it reduces her as she cuts off his balls
And it kills us all
And whether his mother held him or could not
Show him the true mother now
Hold him and guide him in your grace and your depth
Smoldering in the center of the Earth’s core
Do not punish him for his wounds that you think don’t meet your needs or criteria
Cry for him sweet rivers
Bleed it all back home

If you want to change the world love a man, really love him
Love him enough to be naked and free
Love him enough to open your body and soul to the cycle of birth and of death
And thank him for the opportunity
As you dance together through the raging winds and silent woods
Be brave enough to be fragile and let him drink in the soft, heady petals of your being
Let him know he can hold you stand up and protect you
Fall back into his arms and trust him to catch you
Even if you’ve been dropped a thousand times before
Teach him how to surrender by surrendering yourself
And merge into the sweet nothing, of this worlds’ heart

If you want to change the world, love a man, really love him
Encourage him, feed him, allow him, hear him, hold him, heal him
And you, in turn, will be nourished and supported and protected
By strong arms and clear thoughts and focused arrows
Because he can, if you let him, be all that you dream

If you want to love a man…love yourself…love your father…Love your brother…your son… your ex-partner…from the first boy you kissed…To the last one you wept over…Give thanks for the gifts…of your unravelling…to this meeting…Of the one who stands before you now….And find in him the seed…to all that’s new and solar…A seed that you can feed…to help direct the planting…To grow a new world, together….. 

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

You know that feeling when you’re just waiting,

You know that feeling when you’re just waiting, waiting to get home into your room, close the door, fall into bed, and just let everything out that you kept in all day, that feeling of both relief and desperation? 

Nothing is wrong, but nothing is right either, and you’re tired, tired of everything, tired of nothing, and you just want someone to be there and tell you it’s okay, but no one’s going to be there, and you know you have to be strong for yourself because no one can fix you. 

But you’re tired of waiting, tired of having to be the one to fix yourself and everyone else, tired of being strong, and for once, you just want it to be easy, to be simple, to be helped, to be saved, but you know you won’t be, but you’re still hoping and you’re still wishing and you’re still staying strong and fighting with tears in your eyes. You’re fighting.

— Charles Bukowski, Women

“I was drawn to all the wrong things: 
I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn’t have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. 
I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. 
I didn’t make for an interesting person. I didn’t want to be interesting, it was too hard. 
What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone. 
On the other hand, when I got drunk I screamed, went crazy, got all out of hand. 
One kind of behavior didn’t fit the other. I didn’t care.”

— The Notebook

“I am nothing special; just a common man with common thoughts, and I’ve led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who’s ever lived: I’ve loved another with all my heart and soul; and to me, this has always been enough.”

— Cecilia Ahern

“Finding someone you love and who loves you back is a wonderful, wonderful feeling. But finding a true soul mate is an even better feeling. A soul mate is someone who understands you like no other, loves you like no other, will be there for you forever, no matter what. They say that nothing lasts forever, but I am a firm believer in the fact that for some, love lives on even after we’re gone.”

I'm not asking

— Warsan Shire, “34 Excuses For Why We Failed at Love”

1. I’m lonely so I do lonely things
2. Loving you was like going to war; I never came back the same.
3. You hate women, just like your father and his father, so it runs in your blood.
4. I was wandering the derelict car park of your heart looking for a ride home.
5. You’re a ghost town I’m too patriotic to leave.
6. I stay because you’re the beginning of the dream I want to remember.
7. I didn’t call him back because he likes his girls voiceless.
8. It’s not that he wants to be a liar; it’s just that he doesn’t know the truth.
9. I couldn’t love you, you were a small war.
10. We covered the smell of loss with jokes.
11. I didn’t want to fail at love like our parents.
12. You made the nomad in me build a house and stay.
13. I’m not a dog.
14. We were trying to prove our blood wrong.
15. I was still lonely so I did even lonelier things.
16. Yes, I’m insecure, but so was my mother and her mother.
17. No, he loves me he just makes me cry a lot.
18. He knows all of my secrets and still wants to kiss me.
19. You were too cruel to love for a long time.
20. It just didn’t work out.
21. My dad walked out one afternoon and never came back.
22. I can’t sleep because I can still taste him in my mouth.
23. I cut him out at the root, he was my favorite tree, rotting, threatening the foundations of my home.
24. The women in my family die waiting.
25. Because I didn’t want to die waiting for you.
26. I had to leave, I felt lonely when he held me.
27. You’re the song I rewind until I know all the words and I feel sick.
28. He sent me a text that said “I love you so bad.”
29. His heart wasn’t as beautiful as his smile
30. We emotionally manipulated one another until we thought it was love. 
31. Forgive me, I was lonely so I chose you. 
32. I’m a lover without a lover. 
33. I’m lovely and lonely. 
34. I belong deeply to myself .

- Gichin Funakoshi

Train with both heart and soul without worrying about theory. 
Very often a person who lacks the quality of deadly seriousness will take refuge in theory.

— Dr. D’elve Je Veux III

“The very things 
that we desperately try to change…
are the very things 
someone is dying to 

The reasons why girls talk to more guys then girls.

Guys are there for you. They don’t talk shit about you and they don’t start useless drama with you. Other people may think “oh she’s such a slut she always hangs out with guys”, but no. That doesn’t make you a slut, it’s because you’d rather be around people who are straight up with you rather than fake bitches. And they’ve rather spend their time having fun instead of wasting time gossiping and talking shit.

Just A Minute

It only took a minute for me to have this feeling
The one that it was my heart you were stealing
It only took me a minute to confess my deep love
To say the truth about this boy I kept thinking of

You only needed a minute to tell you felt the same
That your heart was also burning like a bright flame
It took us a minute to have our first unforgettable kiss
The one I still dream of having and will forever miss

A minute was the time we needed to realize it was real
And butterflies in our stomach we could both feel
It only took a minute till life took you away from me
While I live trough ashes and no future I can see

Now I need more than a minute to realize how to live
Since I have no more love and hope that I can give
But I can still remember all these minutes we spent
I keep hoping you can listen all the whispers I have sent

For so more than just a minute I keep letting my tears fall
Calling for your name while looking at this agonizing wall
For a minute I thought if I should give in and let myself go
Since the brightest star you loved can’t seem to glow

Maybe for just a minute I will still be able to dream
And forget all this pain inside me that I need to scream
I just want a minute to know why I have I lost you
Wishing for an answer to this crime that I don’t have a clue.

By: Liliana

Monday, July 7, 2014

— Andrea Gibson

“If you were to press your heart close up against somebody else’s heart eventually your hearts will start beating at the same time. And two little babies in an incubator, their hearts will beat at the same time. Love that. So if you have somebody in your life that is prone to anxiety, like myself, and if you happen to be a calm person, you could come up and hug me heart to heart and my heart hopefully would slow to yours. And I just love that idea. Or maybe yours would speed up to mine. But either way, we’ll be there together.”

— Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road

I shrug. “I’ll probably mention that I’m in love with you.

He chuckles. “Only you would say that in such a I-think-I’ll-wash-my-hair-tonight tone.


— Gabriel Gadfly; “Survival”

“The first time
you took off your clothes
in front of me, you slid
the white fabric of your blouse
off your arms and revealed
the pale ladders
of scars.
You never referenced them
directly. You said you were
lost, once. You said you
did things, once, and you
did them because they
helped you survive yourself.

I didn’t say anything,
but you took my hand
and pressed it to the
ridged rows of your flesh
and for every line you left
upon yourself and healed,
I found another reason
to call you beautiful.”

a guy who she can

Every girl wants a guy who she can run up to with her hair a mess, no makeup, and the first thing he says is, "You are beautiful..."

— Unknown

“she’s not perfect;
but when we’re lying down
on our bed
and she fits my limbs
so easily
when she’s dragging her lips
on my neck
even in her sleep
i guess i’m allowed to boast
that she’s pretty
damn close”

Being with him

“Being with him made me want to make my own dreams, discover my own path. I was my best self when I was with him.”

— Charles Bukowski

“I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh

10 Easy Ways to Brighten Someone's Day

1. Be generous with your smiles

2. Listen attentively when people talk to you.

3. Be warm and friendly. If you don’t know the people in the group, be the first one to introduce yourself.

4. Pay others compliments (make sure they are genuine – and not fake).

5. Be considerate and polite to both friends and strangers.

6. If you’re going to a party or social event, offer to be the designated driver.

7. Turn up on time (or arrive a few minutes early).

8. Overlook minor mistakes.

9. Never shame or embarrass others.

10. Give people the benefit of the doubt. If uncertain, think the best, not the worst of others.

“I used to laugh at people that were in long distance relationships.

“I used to laugh at people that were in long distance relationships.
How can you love someone when they’re so far away so much of the time?
I need a love where they can come over for a takeaway when I’ve had an awful day at work,
Or drop painkillers through my door when I’ve got a migraine.
So when I realised it would take seven hours on a coach every weekend to visit you,
I had to give myself a good kick,
And ask myself if this girl is worth the pain.
The truth?
She is. She is, my god she is.
So through the tears and the sleepless nights we kept going,
Until one day she said fuck this,
And packed her bags. She’s beside me in our bed now,
As she has been every night for three months.
She’s definitely worth it.”

Sunday, July 6, 2014

Patrick Sundstrom

Its crazy what love can do, 
because just the sight of her 
can make my heart pound, 
being with her 
makes me crave staying with her 
and just knowing her existence 
crossed paths with mine 
makes me feels like 
i could do anything, 
and still make a moment perfect.

cute cute cuuuteeeee :D

― I

You can dance in the storm. Don’t wait for the rain to be over before because it might take too long. You can can do it now. Wherever you are, right now, you can start, right now; this very moment.”

— Mario Vargas Llosa

“Almost seventy years later I remember clearly how the magic of translating the words in books into images enriched my life, breaking the barriers of time and space…”

don’t leave me alone in this world

Jade Butterfield

My first love was everything all at once. The kind that you never fall back from. Never try to. Never want to. My love's so big. So strong. It never dies. Never fades. Never losses its electricity. The kind of love you fight for. The kind of boy you fight for.

Stop stop stop!!

He ignores you but you like him. He does nothing yet you fall for him. You miss him, but he never thought about you...

— Peregrine, “Bass”

“You lean back into my chest
and my arms come around you.
My right hand finds and rests
on your lowest string, the bass
of you, the pace of our music,
and my left hand circles your neck,
pulling you back against me.
I close my eyes and listen
to the silence in the room
until I know the sound
I want to pull from your flesh.”

When you find your path,

“When you find your path, you must not be afraid. You need to have sufficient courage to make mistakes. Disappointment, defeat, and despair are the tools God uses to show us the way.”

— M

“Awww f**k, If you’re gonna kiss the one that’s so close to you… Make it count… It should not be a forethought, or an after thought, but the thought… The focus of the moment… like it might be the last… so you lean in, grab her, hold her to You, and don’t stop until your brain is screaming for air… and she needs to change into dry panties”

Saturday, July 5, 2014

— Nick Miller

Remember it? The setting of magical summers. Wrinkled fingers and toes meant a long day filled with underwater adventures. The place where accomplishment was born: swimming the entire length of the pool without coming up for air. Gasp. Yes, made it! Gasp. The place that gave you the most intense hunger pains you’d ever known. A big plate of food never tasted so good. Seconds? Yes, please. OK, you’re ready to go back in the pool now. You don’t want to wait fifteen minutes for your food to digest. Do I have to, Mom? Fine. Fifteen minutes go by too slow—much slower than the four hours you’ve already been playing in the pool. Back in! Finally. Games. Marco Polo. Colors. No, sun, don’t go away! You need the light. After sunset, the darkness comes, and the darkness transforms the pool into a terrifying black sea swarming with sharks and monsters. How did they get in there? Through the drain, of course. Time to get out and back on land where it’s safe. Brrr! Shivers. You wrap yourself in that huge, soft beach towel. That feels good. Warmth. The couch looks comfortable. Cartoons are on TV. But your energy is gone. The pool took it from you. Your eyelids are heavy… way too heavy. Sleep. The best sleep.”

— Caitlyn Siehl, “Haunting”

“The fact that we are all immortal.
That is my answer.
The fact that we are born knowing how to haunt.

When they ask me about the miracle
of being human, this is what I will say.
Your chest was the final frontier,
the place I explored with a vengeance
until I found a space to settle down in and call my own.

The fact that we never leave the places
we have been, but instead
tuck them behind our teeth
until we want to remember again.
You are every place.
You are not a place at all.

The fact that I turned myself transparent just to show you where it hurt
and how you howled when you saw the gracelessness of everything inside of me.

I started disappearing on a Sunday.
I pulled a white sheet over my head
and hung over you like a responsibility.
When you asked me what I was doing,
I told you that I was just practising.

Now, darling. Now, we have broken like bone.
I am the quiet in the hallway and the drawer
in your room where I left a pair of my socks.
I am the phone call at 4 a.m that
you’ve learned to ignore.
I am a phantom imprint in the bed
beside you and the miracle of it all is that I could have been anyone’s ghost,
but I wanted to be yours.
I had to be yours.”

— James Dashner, The Maze Runner

“She smiled for the first time, and he almost had to look away, as if something that nice didn’t belong in such a glum and gray place, as if he had no right to look at her expression.”

She Sleeps

After Richard Siken

You are in bed with a beautiful girl
and she sleeps through all your hallelujahs,
but you keep repeating the word.

You wonder
what you have done to deserve her,
what miracle
came from your hands?

Were you the one
that set the birds free? Were you the one
that fitted new bulbs for all the fireflies?

You must have done something
spectacular. Her mouth is a berry
she keeps letting you pluck.
She invited you here, to feast.

You’re trying not to thank her
for loving you, for existing,
for sleeping beside you.

You swallow down the words,
there is a sob in your throat,
you’re shaking now.

She moves slightly in her sleep,
her head finds the nook of your elbow
and suddenly, fire everywhere.

Suddenly, she has set you alight
and you feel your body burning itself
through the mattress, you feel
the soft melt of her beside you.

You repeat hallelujah
into her hair and the birds
celebrate their freedom.

— Unknown

“Everything seems to be exhausting me. No matter how much sleep, how much coffee I drink or how long I lie down, something inside me seems to have given up. My soul is tired.”

You will never find a heart more tender towards you than mine.

محال أن ترى صدرًا أحن عليك من صدري

You’ve got to follow your passion.

You’ve got to follow your passion. You’ve got to figure out what it is you love—who you really are. And have the courage to do that. I believe that the only courage anybody ever needs is the courage to follow your own dreams

When you got hurt

When you got hurt 
It made you beautiful 
The cracks around your heart, 
They let the light shine through

When you got hurt 
In pieces on the floor 
You put them back together 
Even better than before.

— Idra Novey

“Translator’s Confession, 3 a.m.
Dear C, I dropped

your sentence in hot water.
I talked to the boil. I said Here

is my thumb for you to burn.

Here is the soft heart
of my hand and my arm and

the nape of my wreck.

I said vapor, just take me.
I’m done burning

with these pages. Being invisible
doesn’t mean a person

won’t blister, doesn’t mean

the blisters won’t fill
with pockets of water

or when lanced the rawest flesh

won’t emerge. First the word
then the murky leak

begins—what another mind
may scrape against

but never skin.”

Lessons we can Learn from Steve Jobs

1. You make your own life. Steve Jobs had a tough start in life. He wasn’t born into a privileged family and experienced many serious blows in life. However, instead of complaining or becoming a victim he created the life he wanted to have.

2. Life rewards people who dream big dreams. When other people thought things couldn't be changed, he saw this as merely an opportunity to dream big dreams, and to create something new.

3. It doesn’t really matter who you are or where you are. The thing that matters most is that step out and do something! For example, Steve Jobs developed Apple in his parents’ garage, when no-one knew or cared who he was.

4. It’s not only qualifications that matter. According to Jobs (who didn’t finish his degree) perseverance matters more than certification. Of course, having both is an advantage in life but there are lots of billionaires who succeed for other reasons. For example, working hard and being creative are key components, too.

5. Live life to the fullest while you still have breath - As none of us knows when our life will end.

6. Stop listening to others who want to detract you from going for living your life fully, and reaching for your dreams. There are plenty of people who would like to see you fail, or to see you going nowhere, so you make nothing of life. Don’t allow them to detract you from your dream.

7. Don’t underestimate the impact you can have – Steve Job’s ideas and products have transformed the world – and the chances are he had no idea of the influence he would have on society.

8. Follow your passion and do what you love. It’s easier to work, and to persevere, if you’re following your passion and doing what you love. You feel motivated to keep on going, and to do what it takes achieve your best in life.