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“What about the nobodies and the nothings, the invisible girls? We learn to hold our heads as if we wear crowns. We learn to wring magic from the ordinary. That was how you survived when you weren’t chosen, when there was no royal blood in your veins. When the world owed you nothing, you demanded something of it anyway.”

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by Sarah Bahbah

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what is it called

when you’re listening to music

and at the same moment 

the lyrics sing about 

a balloon floating away

you gaze up to the sky

and a hot air balloon is sailing

through the clouds

what are these little flashes

of chance or fate or destiny

that trigger this wonder in you

you cannot speak aloud

- divine will

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If you’re an introvert, follow @introvertunites​.

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I feel like I'm waiting for something that will never happen

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repeat after me:

i am loved

i am beautiful

i am going to be okay

things may be hard, but i will get through

i am deserving of love

i am enough

there is hope.

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“When will I see you again? You left with no goodbye, not a single word was said, no final kiss to seal any sins” - Adele

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““I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.””

— Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets (via amargedom)

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“The woman who cherished her suffering is dead. I am her descendant.”

— The Dream of a Common Language; Twenty One Love Poems, Adrienne Rich

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