#Quots

[rockababe03]

In a world where everyone wears a mask, its a privilege to see a soul❤️‍🔥

[myheartwentknocknock]

"What if nothing changes? Then I'll have nothing else to blame." "Oh honey, you've got to stop. Somehow you got it in your head that this is your story. But you got to let that go. It's time to come up with a whole new story for yourself. You are who you are. And the sooner that you're okay with that, the sooner that you see what I see, the happier you're gonna to be. I swear to God."

[just-me-st1ll0]

Too many humans & not enough souls.

[thoughts-become-reality]

We never lose our demons, We only learn to live above them.

- The Ancient One

[poetailurofilica]

Cuando se trata de ti, las palabras no me pertenecen

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愛

[soulmaking]

[bbinsects]

Recover it's okay

[docedreams]

saudades de uma foto

hj ainda eu atualizo aqui. mas " vcs" só curtem, nem reblogam minhas fotos.

sdd nada

[poetailurofilica]

Que no nos engañen más

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愛

[nondelphic]

"just write a little every day" ok but what if i write nothing for 3 weeks and then suddenly type like i’m being hunted by god

[rockababe03]

[velartis]

Franz Kafka, 1912

[golden-letters]

bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.

[just-me-st1ll0]

"Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back—always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation), there is one elementary truth, the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred... Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it. Begin it now."

— Attributed to Goethe (via W.H. Murray)

“Wait” said the quiet voice. An original poem.

Wait,

there is danger in the leap,

a trembling edge where dreams may steep

in darker waters, cold and deep—

what if you fall?

The world is not so kind,

not every wind will rise behind

your back. Some doors will stay confined

no matter how you call.

The bold may burn,

not every spark becomes a flame—

some vanish with no name,

and no one mourns their fall.

Stay.

The silence here is safe and still.

No climb, no edge, no bitter chill.

Why chase a maybe, bend your will

for what might not be all?

The sky can wait—

it always has, it always will.

Let others rush.

You’re safer standing small.

[halflifesk666]