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2018 First Post

It has been a while since I’ve begun blogging again and wow time has flew by. I’ve done too much at this point to list my accomplishments, but it still does not feel enough.

My goals for my future posts include many things: traveling, fitness and healthy, beauty related posts, and most importantly being informative of the world around me. The topics are endless.

I will speak my mind, whether good…

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This got me dying

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Today I realized: the harder I try now, the sooner I'll see my goals. The more excuses I make, the longer it'll take to see results. So, go that extra mile, even when you don't think you can.

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what does puta mean?

It means companion or best friend :)

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“I hope we last. I hope we do. But if we don’t, this is how I want you to remember me: I want you to remember me curled up, listening to the sound of your heartbeat and tracing maps across your skin. Remember me laughing at your jokes, even the stupid ones. Remember me in hysterics for absolutely no reason and in tears because one time you made me so sad neither of us thought I’d recover. Remember me brave, that time you held my hand and I thought I was going to die; remember me scared and gentle and delicate and breakable - only for you though, only for you. Remember me happy, and all the ridiculous ways I tried to get your attention. Remember the way I was too stubborn to talk to you and how absolutely insane it drove the both of us. Remember all the firsts and how they were so delightful we went back for seconds and thirds and fourths. Remember the songs you couldn’t stop listening to and the childish dreams you allowed yourself about the future. If it’s any consolation I allowed myself to have them too. If it comes to it I don’t want you to remember the ending. Remember the beginning. Remember the first time you knew.

S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #132 (via blossomfully)

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Timmy was always a bit different from the other ostriches

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At age 23, Tina Fey was working at a YMCA. At age 23, Oprah was fired from her first reporting job.  At age 24, Stephen King was working as a janitor and living in a trailer. 

At age 27, Vincent Van Gogh failed as a missionary and decided to go to art school.   At age 28, J.K. Rowling was a suicidal single parent living on welfare.

At age 28, Wayne Coyne ( from The Flaming Lips) was a fry cook. At age 30, Harrison Ford was a carpenter.  At age 30, Martha Stewart was a stockbroker.  At age 37, Ang Lee was a stay-at-home-dad working odd jobs. Julia Child released her first cookbook at age 39, and got her own cooking show at age 51. Vera Wang failed to make the Olympic figure skating team, didn’t get the Editor-in-Chief position at Vogue, and designed her first dress at age 40. Stan Lee didn’t release his first big comic book until he was 40. Alan Rickman gave up his graphic design career to pursue acting at age 42. Samuel L. Jackson didn’t get his first movie role until he was 46.

Morgan Freeman landed his first movie role at age 52. Kathryn Bigelow only reached international success when she made The Hurt Locker at age 57. Grandma Moses didn’t begin her painting career until age 76. Louise Bourgeois didn’t become a famous artist until she was 78. Whatever your dream is, it is not too late to achieve it. You aren’t a failure because you haven’t found fame and fortune by the age of 21. Hell, it’s okay if you don’t even know what your dream is yet. Even if you’re flipping burgers, waiting tables or answering phones today, you never know where you’ll end up tomorrow. Never tell yourself you’re too old to make it. 

Never tell yourself you missed your chance. 

Never tell yourself that you aren’t good enough. 

You can do it. Whatever it is. 

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I’ve been in a “we almost dated, but nah” relationship so many damn times. Dating has become such an abstract concept to me. There’s like 10 different levels of dating before you’re actually dating. It’s so confusing I need to nap

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me, jumping from one emotional extreme to another: parkour

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Russian soldier playing an abandoned piano, Chechnya, c. 1994

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I either eat too much or starve myself. Sleep for 14 hours or have insomniac nights. Fall in love very hard or hate passionately. I don’t know what grey is. I never did.

Hedonist Poet (via hedonistpoet)

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Real da'wah is when you carry yourself as a genuine, polite, and concerned human being because you’re in a time when everyone is selfish.

Nouman Ali Khan (via islamicrays)

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This is by far my best tweet

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I am a strong supporter of girls complimenting other girls