I am an eclectic dichotomy, bashfully brazen. A concrete nomad who suffers constant wanderlust. A cynic who believes in magic. I'm down to earth but my dreams are big. I love all that is beautiful. And words.

 

As I grow older,
I realize that the more years we collect,
the less attachments we have with others.
We stop hugging when we say hello or goodbye
and we drop the I when we say “love you!”
as if we wanted no personal attachment
to such a heavy phrase.
we grow up and graduate college and swear we will
find ourselves,
but all we do is hide.

Blueberry Girl

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by Neil Gaiman

Ladies of Light & Ladies of Darkness,
& Ladies of Never-You-Mind,
this is a prayer for a Blueberry Girl.
First, May you ladies be kind.

Keep her from spindles and sleeps at sixteen;
Let her stay waking and wise.
Nightmares at three, or bad husbands at thirty;
These will not…

Nobody will ever understand how deep my love for Neil Gaiman runs. Nobody.

Wait, what?!

I went from hating kids to having two baby-girl names chosen already. WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?!?!! I’m only twenty!!!! Having a uterus sucks!

13 Things My Mother Taught Me.

1) Be kind, but not too kind so as to let people use you.

2) Know your worth. And know other people’s.

3) Never initiate a fight. But if someone hits you, you hit back.

4) If you don’t want to wear a bra, then don’t.

5) Speak up for yourself.

6) Lipstick should always be worn with LipLiner.

7) Liking you doesn’t justify him pulling your hair. If he doesn’t treat you well, he’s not good enough for you. Move on.

8) You don’t need a man to make you whole. You don’t need anyone to make you whole. You’re whole enough by yourself.

9) Never downplay yourself to stroke somebody else’s ego.

10) Don’t put up with anyone’s shit.

11) Patent leather is winter attire.

12) You’re not obligated to do anything you don’t want to.

And most importantly

13) You can only count on your own strengths.

I am ten when my mother teaches me
how to wipe blood off my thighs.
She tells me that when our bodies turn themselves inside-out,
we use salt to get rid of the stains, bleach to whiten our teeth.
I am ten, and my mother is a towering building,
three hundred miles high, saying that
many things will get better, but never the pull of
red that starts staining my underwear –
that pain will always be there.
You are a woman, she tells me.
I am ten, and I say I do not want to be
this thin-boned, bleeding bearer of life.
I begin to envy the bloodlessness of my brother’s hipbones –
he will never have to leak from his core.
My mother says my brother doesn’t know how beautiful it is
to spit someone from himself and then hold them in his arms.
I ask if I tasted like tobacco, and she said I had been sugar cane.
I am ten, and my mother tells me it is hard to be born a woman.
But every month, I will wipe the blood off
and wash the red from my jeans.

I am ten, and a warrior, my mother says.
I was born for survival.

Born Bloody | d.a.s (via backshelfpoet)

I can’t understand why this made me cry. Or maybe I can.

weknowmemes:

Insecure stripper

Apologies to the easily offended but I laughef at this for five minutes straight. Behold: the insecure stripper!!

weknowmemes:

Insecure stripper

Apologies to the easily offended but I laughef at this for five minutes straight. Behold: the insecure stripper!!

How do you hide from the monsters you’ve given birth to? Can you run from yourself?

How do you hide from the monsters you’ve given birth to? Can you run from yourself?

You owe it to yourself to be happy. If there’s nothing that makes you want to postpone sleep, nothing that makes you wake up early in the morning, excited and scared and so enthusiastic, then change. Leave, start something new, or something old to remind yourself why it is that you moved on and moved away. Life is too short to settle for secondary emotions. You owe it to yourself to be happy. Go ahead then. Go on.

You owe it to yourself to be happy. If there’s nothing that makes you want to postpone sleep, nothing that makes you wake up early in the morning, excited and scared and so enthusiastic, then change. Leave, start something new, or something old to remind yourself why it is that you moved on and moved away. Life is too short to settle for secondary emotions. You owe it to yourself to be happy. Go ahead then. Go on.

"She wasn’t doing a thing that anyone could see, except standing there, leaning on the balcony railing, begging the universe to hold her together." Me.

"She wasn’t doing a thing that anyone could see, except standing there, leaning on the balcony railing, begging the universe to hold her together." Me.

And what we’ve discovered at the core basis of the universe, the foundation of the universe, is a single unified field of intelligence; a field that unites gravity with electromagnetism, light with radioactivity, with the nuclear force. So that all the forces of nature and all the so-called particles of nature – quarks, leptons, protons, neutrons – are now understood to be one. They’re all just different ripples on a single ocean of existence that is the unified field… And that field is a non-material field. It is ultimately a field of consciousness and everything in the universe is nothing but that. Planets, trees, people, animals – we’re all just waves of vibration of this underlying, unified, superstring field…

– John Hagelin, Particle Physicist (via victoryfountain)

What beauty. What truth. Magic.