You did not understand what I am. I am love. I am pleasure, I am essence, I am an idiot, I am an alcoholic, I am tenacious. I am; simply I am…You are a shit.
— Frida Kahlo, from an unsent letter to Diego Rivera (via violentwavesofemotion)
”It’s funny how i thought
I was good at hiding my
fellings, but then strangers
started asking me what was
wrong and why I looked so
tired and that’s when I
realized you didn’t care
enough to notice”
By: Simone // relhavant
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take no shit 2014
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I’m lost. And it’s my own fault. It’s about time I figured out that I can’t ask people to keep me found.
— Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait in Letters (via larmoyante)
You have to surrender to your mediocrity, and just write. Because it’s hard, really hard, to write even a crappy book. But it’s better to write a book that kind of sucks rather than no book at all, as you wait around to magically become Faulkner. No one is going to write your book for you and you can’t write anybody’s book but your own.
— Cheryl Strayed (via maxkirin)
Winona Ryder speaks out about her struggles with depression and anxiety
Anytime you’re gonna grow, you’re gonna lose something. You’re losing what you’re hanging onto to keep safe. You’re losing habits that you’re comfortable with, you’re losing familiarity.
— James Hillman (via splitterherzen)
(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege, via yetevidently)
Standing there at the stage door to the rest of your life. Time to dip your toe into the deep end. Try things. Say hi already. Laugh a lot. Mess up. Apologize. Mess up again. Hug people. Take chances. Trust yourself. Lose things. Get over it. Hold your friends close. Gather your strength. Gain wisdom and beautiful stories. Be brave, and you’ll have the time of your life.
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