As a child, I saw fairytales playing out in the expressive eyes of those around...– butterflydreaming.tumblr.com
Stay flawless. I sure never could.
We are victims of our weakest moments Our failures grow to define us in ways our successes never can
There is no Them. There are only facets of Us.– John Green
Your body isn't disgusting, society is.
Let yourself go places.
You don’t have to let your spirit inhabit every atom of your body. You can escape. Use your retractable wings to fly away. Visit all the places you want to, even if they only exist in your dreams. No one’s holding you here except yourself. Pull your anchor from the ground. Let the whims of the wind carry you to a port you’ve never seen before. Don’t allow anything to scare...
I don’t want to make money. I just want to be wonderful.– Marilyn Monroe
I support gay marriage. I'm straight. Why do I...
Have you ever wanted a day or month or year to pass so quickly you wish you could sink your nails into it and rip it away from the calendar? I have. But sometimes I think we are too impatient, too focused on waiting for our lifetimes to pass into something infinitely more interesting. If all things must pass, why not enjoy them while you can? Live each moment until you cosmically explode,...
INFP personality type
So based on Briggs-Myers personality typology, I’m an INFP, which means I’m “creative, smart, idealist, loner, independent, attracted to sad things, disorganized, avoidant, can be overwhelmed by unpleasant feelings, prone to quitting, prone to feelings of loneliness, ambivalent of the rules, solitary, daydreams about people to maintain a sense of closeness, focus on fantasies,...
“I pit pat up the steps, no sound. No prints in the seamless snow of silence. So quiet, so quiet. I am part of the emptiness. It crawls up my nostrils like smoke and I breathe it into my lungs and the oxygen goes into my heart which spreads this new blood through my veins. My brain is quiet. My heartbeat is quiet. My spleen is quiet. So quiet. Secret, secret, secret. One broken girl. One...
This girl shivers and crawls under the covers with all her clothes on and falls...– Laurie Halse Anderson
Do you see me?
Look. Please? I’m not calling, I’m screaming. I’m not waving, I’m drowning. Do you see me?
And there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space.– American Pie
You know those moments, when you feel that stumbling joy that life is so perfect in all its imperfections? When every little thing seems wonderful, like you’re seeing it all for the first time. It makes you realize how often you look at things and don’t see how beautiful they are. You know why? It’s because you’re growing up. Every day, you gradually lose your sense of...