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“The real difficulty is to overcome how you think about yourself.”

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1. your middle school best friend, the one you share all your laughs with and can’t imagine not being friends with, will only be a familiar face that you’ll share a smile with across the room during high school graduation 2. popularity doesn’t matter. at all. be nice to everyone, don’t be stuck up in who you talk to, stay down to earth. high school isn’t just about climbing to the top and building contacts. one day you’re going to look back and wonder who your true friends were and what motives others had in gaining your friendship. take the time to get to know those who you normally wouldn’t, and you’ll be very surprised 3. the loneliness you feel right now is not permanent. there will be a moment, maybe months or years from now, where you will feel this overwhelming warmness, and you will look around at the people surrounding you and think, hey maybe all that sadness and loneliness was worth getting to this point. and you will smile and everything will be ok 4. don’t get sucked into the “I’m too cool to study” phase. stop glorifying netflix, going to sleep late, and barely getting your work done. find your motivation and don’t let anyone hold you back. there will be kids at school who will love to brag “I didn’t study for this test” and “oh dude I stayed up till 1am last night.” I promise that doesn’t make them cool or bad ass. in fact, most people who claim they haven’t cracked a book open, have actually studied more than you think. hold your own, be productive. you don’t want to look back on a test, a quarter, a semester, a year and think “damn, I wish I had done more.” give it your all and you will reap the benefits 5. don’t lose your spontaneity - don’t get sucked into the same rigid routine. regularity is great but you can’t lose your spark. it will crush you, years down the line, when you realize you’ve forgotten what it’s like to do something without overly planning it, without worrying about homework, without a million other items on your to-do list creeping into the back of your mind 6. when you’re having a shitty night, just go to sleep. seriously turn your phone off, close the computer, and get into bed. I promise that is the only solution. 7. when someone invites you to plans, always say yes. even if you’re exhausted, curled up watching a movie in pajamas. even if you feel like you want some alone time, or if you don’t feel 100 percent comfortable in the social situation (not in a dangerous way but a meeting new people way) - say yes. you won’t regret the experiences. 8. make yourself painfully aware of the compartmentalized characteristics and cookie-cutter personas you put on and that others put on. be conscious of the characters the media has ingrained in our society, and remind yourself that being the “cool girl” doesn’t mean drinking beer and eating burgers and letting guys step all over you so you can seem chill. reading and writing doesn’t make you “nerdy” just like playing sports doesn’t make you cool. these are associations we have been taught by movie scripts and novels. you don’t have to be one thing or the other - you can wake up early one morning, make yourself a smoothie, and be that “yoga” girl. then the next day you can stay out all night and live recklessly. you don’t have to feel like you need to fit into a persona 9. not everyone will like you, and that’s okay. stop trying to please everyone - it’s impossible. radiate confidence - even if it’s fake confidence, eventually it will become real. once you can do this, you will be untouchable 10. it’s not weird to go places alone - you don’t always need to find a friend to enjoy yourself. go for a walk, a bike ride. read at a coffee shop, take yourself out to lunch, drive somewhere interesting. don’t spend your whole day in a big ole box - you are alive, you are full of life and energy and so much potential. use it, move around, feel restless and don’t settle for staying idle

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let me tell you something: no one is going to look at you, broken and shattered and think - damn, you are beautiful. no one is going to come pick up your broken pieces off the floor and assemble them into a beautiful whole. hell, you won’t even look at yourself and think - I made broken look beautiful. you know why? because all those writers lied to you. yes, all those with their poems of scraped knuckles and blood dripping down chins, pomegranate songs and loves that ripped through you like hurricanes. liars. so you and i, we are going to make a plan. you are not going to romanticize days when your brain tells you to smash that mirror, you are not going to romanticize the lover who doesn’t understand you but still writes about you. here is what you are going to romanticize instead: you are going to romanticize the first day of spring, its gentle hands all over your body, lifting you up until you are as light as a feather. you are going to romanticize the tea and honey kind of love, no hurricanes, but sunshine that builds you up from within, that helps you make it through the worst days. you are going to romanticize gentle hands of a friend in yours, telling you that it is going to be okay. because it is. and don’t trust poets, we’re no good, we love pretending that our jagged edges tantamount to a beautiful disaster, but in reality - there ain’t nothing beautiful about shaky hands holding a cigarette and empty eyes staring at the cracks in the walls. you know what is beautiful, instead? the days when you can look at yourself in the mirror and smile, scars and all. music that makes your soul flow like a river, books that offer comfort, families flocking together like overgrown birds to keep you safe and warm, friends that give you strength when you can find none, lovers who make you laugh through tears. baby, from now on you are going to romanticize healing; honey dripping down your fingertips, August nights that stick to your skin, the day you find your purpose, long car rides and singing so loud that no one can shut you up now. bad news: no one is coming to save you. good news: you can save yourself.

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“I would love to say that you make me weak in the knees but to be quite upfront and completely truthful you make my body forget it has knees at all.”

— Derrick Brown, “Love Language (via amortizing)

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Durante mucho tiempo quise usar una máscara. Ella usa una, pero no por decisión. Fue una agresión hacia su cuerpo y hacia su persona.

Quise ocultarme y lo hice muchas veces. Me aparté. Ella también lo hizo, fue su primera elección en momentos de desesperación.

Me avergonzaba. El espejo me gritaba a diario lo que hiciera falta para derrumbarme. A ella su rostro no le pertenece. El espejo también le grita, pero para mantenerse fuerte.

Lloraba y me preguntaba «¿por qué a mí?». Ella no puede llorar. Su piel quedó tan violentada que debe abstenerse de «sentir» para que no le duela en su piel lo que ya le duele en el corazón.

María Elena, mi dolor no se compara con el tuyo. Aún así, me dejé caer muchas veces. Sin embargo, tú aquí estás: alzando la voz y tratando de recoger los pedazos rotos de quien solías ser.

Pero oye, tú todavía eres tú y yo todavía soy yo. Eso que me retuvo tanto tiempo casi se desvanece, pero dejó pensamientos y costumbres.

Aunque trato de erradicarlo, solo logro moldearlo. Lo intento día con día. Es difícil porque es algo muy arraigado. Crees que es parte de ti y que define quién eres.

Los demás no ayudan en absoluto. Juzgan cada acción y cada palabra sin tener ni idea de que aquello es solo un resultado.

Tus quemaduras no podrán desvanecerse y no sabes lo mucho que me duele. Porque tú también lo estás intentando día con día. Tú necesitas ayuda de alguien más para que se haga justicia.

Yo puedo hacerme justicia para mí. Y María Elena, cueste lo que cueste, te prometo que me voy a dar esa justicia que yo misma me negué desde hace tanto tiempo y te prometo que tú la obtendrás también.

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It’s 2016 and I am still trying to figure out why in God’s name so many people hate Ronald Weasley.

Because just-

For a moment, just think.

Harry Potter and Ron Weasley both have what the other desperately wants and needs. It’s right there in the Mirror of Erised from the VERY FIRST BOOK.

Harry is desperate for a family, a loving, caring FAMILY.

Ron is desperate to just be freaking NOTICED for once.

Ron is a part of the most incredible loving family ever.

Harry is famous before he can walk and talk, and gets bowed to by strangers in a shop.

One of the things that makes their friendship so beautiful is this stupid IRONY, and how they are friends despite this.

But Harry cannot ever give Ron what Ron needs. All Harry can do is make the matter WORSE, however hard he tries to do the opposite, because he’s HARRY JAMES POTTER and any friend of his is not going to get a look in, no matter whether they deserve it.

And then we have Ron, who is able to provide for Harry the next best thing to a family of his own, a chance to become part of a family who will treat him as if the only difference between them and him is red hair and freckles.

And Ron knows that if he does this, if he gives Harry what he needs, it will make his own need EVEN MORE UNATTAINABLE.

Because the fact that he has so many brothers and sisters is what gives him that need in the first place.

And welcoming ANOTHER damn brother?

An extraordinarily FAMOUS extra brother?

Can we just consider how selfless an action that is?

And yet he still does it, he still writes to his mum for a Christmas present for Harry, he still invites him to his overcrowded, rickety house ever summer, he STILL flies a car to SURREY just to give his friend a family, the thing he so desperately needs.

Just-

How can you hate someone like that?

How?

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“There are some people who never realize.”

— Ernest Hemingway, from A Farewell to Arms (via minuty)

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“The best portion of your life will be the small, nameless moments you spend smiling with someone who matters to you.”

— Ritu Ghatourey (via naturaekos)

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“Nobody is superior, nobody is inferior, but nobody is equal either. People are simply unique, incomparable. You are you, I am I. I have to contribute my potential to life; you have to contribute your potential to life. I have to discover my own being; you have to discover your own being.”

— Osho (via minuty)

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I’ve got to be honest. I’ve been really sad lately. Today’s just one of those days where I want to lay in bed and forget the world. No one needs to know anyway.

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“Never make someone a priority when all you are to them is an option.”

— Maya Angelou (via goodreadss)

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“Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.”

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Manon, Ballerina (via minuty)

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““Do one thing every day that scares you.””

— Eleanor Roosevelt (via goodreadss)

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Raíces de otoño

El rumor de las fuentes anida en tu cueva

misteriosa escena que tiembla a lo lejos

nube de verdes sombreando el pavimento

Fulgor clandestino cuando las hojas caen

Confundes frecuentemente

La raíz de tus dientes

locura que adolece en las encías

Ese fugaz sentimiento

Que es fantasía

No hizo falta para perderme

Cuando el beso levemente anestesiaba

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“You don’t love a girl because of beauty. You love her because she sings a song only you can understand.”

— L.J. Smith, Secret Vampire (via goodreadss)

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“If you want to go somewhere you like but no one else wants to, go by yourself. You’ll meet people with similar interests as you.”

— Facts of Life (via amargedom)