“there’s literally nothing stopping you [from doing this thing that costs money]”—
people with money. only people with money (via daxsymbiont)
travelling the world, “dropping everything” and moving to another city/state/country, majoring in your liberal arts interest of choice, applying/going to your dream college/university, buying your dream house, working at your dream job, cultivating/building/guiding your own dreams, dreaming. living.
I was standing in line at dairy queen and I saw an elderly lady crying because she didn’t have enough money to pay for her small blizzard, so I bought her a large and helped her out to her car, and she cried and said ” I hope god made someone just for you out in the world so that they can treat you as special as you are” and I am sobbing right now.
“Don’t hang out with people who don’t love you. Don’t try to impress people who aren’t worth it. Don’t try to win people over who aren’t worth it. Focus on yourself, and focus on the people who are really awesome and who love you. Don’t hang out with people who make you feel like shit. Don’t spend your energy on them. There is so much pressure to be part of the right thing: well, you should create the right thing. If you don’t see it, create it. If you don’t see what you want, be the change you want to see.”—Beth Ditto (via cultivate-solitude)
“I’m not like other girls, you know?” she tilts her head back and smiles strangely at me like she’s inviting me in on a little secret she’s been waiting to tell me “I’m different.”
When I ask her exactly what does she mean by that she shrugs rolling her shoulders up and down nonchalantly “just that - I’m just not like the rest. I’m smart. I actually eat I don’t wear make up - I’m just not like them.”
So you’re saying every other girl is stupid and every other girl never eats and every other girl wears make up every other girl is a mile high billboard six feet tall with photoshopped skin and a waist roughly the size of your ankle.
You see one of these girls in the mall and you turn your nose up at them sneering – how silly they are how stereotypical they are I’m not like them I’m better than them.
But in reality other girls don’t actually exist other girls is something told to us from the day we first learned that pink was our color and make up was our thing and our boyfriends are supposed to hold our purses and wait for us outside.
'Other girls' much like Snow White and much like Cinderella is a bed time story told to you every single second of every single day; you grew up learning to hate every other girl you grew up on the idea that what has been assigned to your gender - by a society and a media that wants to make money off of you - is something to be sneered at you grew up on the notion that pretty and thin are synonymous with stupid and vapid
But isn’t that they want us to be? Isn’t that what they’ve been telling us to be? Because if we’re not pretty and thin then we’re not worth anyone’s time but then if we are pretty and thin we’re turned into a joke.
A joke – like a 23 year old woman who’s been producing and writing her own music since she was sixteen years old being reduced to nothing more than the sum of her boyfriends a joke – like a 22 year old man who’s been producing and writing his own music since he was sixteen years old who is applauded and respected and even that boils down to other girls - other girls date your favorite boy band member other girls are pretty and thin other girls are ‘sluts.’
Other girls are the enemy pretty girls are the enemy because we’ve been taught that pretty girls get every thing so much easier but this is only true in the sense that they get the burdens that we all must face handed to them on a silver platter instead of on a wooden plank and is it so much better after all?
What is it that you hate so much about your own gender that compels you to separate yourself and claim yourself as above them? Don’t you see that when you divide us into ranks we create an enemy on the inside while the real enemy gets stronger?
I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, “Kiss me harder,” and “You’re a good person,” and, “You brighten my day.” I live my life as straight-forward as possible.
Because one day, I might get hit by a bus.
Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands.
But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate.
And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care.
We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans.
“Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, “I’m not going to make it”. But you laugh inside, remembering all the times you’ve felt that way.”—Charles Bukowski (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
“Nineteen things I’ve learned before I turned nineteen.
1. Always carry $5 and a lighter with you (even if you don’t smoke).
2. Ask every person you meet how their day is going. Genuinely ask with the soul intention of learning how their day is. Ask the coffee shop employee. Ask the person next to you in line at Walmart. Ask your distant friend. Ask everyone.
3. Take many photos of yourself. Take photos of yourself when you’re happy. Take photos of yourself when you’re sad. Take photos of yourself because there are millions of trees in the world, and we all look at the same sky, but there is only one of you.
4. Stay in contact with your parents. Try not to hate them. They are the reason you have the ability to feel anything at all. Try not to hate your parents.
5. Opening your skin will not set your demons free. Open your heart. Open your mind. Open your hands.
6. Nobody knows anybody completely. That’s okay.
7. Be gentle, but be aggressive. Take a stand. Nobody hears your voice if you stay silent.
8. Respect everybody. We are all humans trying to survive. We all deserve respect.
9. Wearing black will ALWAYS make you feel better about yourself.
10. Always give tips, whether it be a couple extra dollars or a piece of mind. You never know how much you could be helping someone.
11. Change is the only thing consistent in life. Do not allow that bother you. Embrace chance and move with life, whichever direction it chooses to take you.
12. Smile often. Smile at strangers. Smile at your friends. Smile when nobody is looking and you’re alone in your bedroom. Smile when somebody is rambling to you.
13. Body image means nothing. Your body is merely just a seatbelt in the car. Your body is here to protect you. You choose the direction you go, and your body will not hold you back. Only you can hold yourself back.
14. Don’t hold grudges. Don’t allow yourself to hate anybody. Forgive them. Learn to love them for the person you never got to see them to be. Believe that a beautiful human exists in that person. Wish them well.
15. Drink orange juice. Lots of it.
16. Don’t allow the opinions of others to choose your destiny. We are all simply trying to live our own life.
17. Sing all the time. Sing off key. Sing in a silly voice. Sing like you’re on stage. Sing no matter who is around. Singing is breathing for the soul. Sing.
18. Take time to think. Write your feelings down. Write letters to the people you love. Texting is overrated and not as heartfelt as a nice handwritten letter.
19. Live for yourself. Breathe for yourself. Do everything in your life for nobody but you. This is your life. This is it.”—(via maikalehua)
“Look, I guarantee there’ll be tough times. I guarantee that at some time, one or both of us is gonna want to get out of this thing. But I also guarantee that if I don’t ask you to be mine, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life, because I know, in my heart, you’re the only one for me”—(via theycollarautumn)