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hellanne: (by Petrana Sekula)

Fri, 24 May 2013 23:30:25 +0800

(by Petrana Sekula)

"1. There will be several days that you daydream about stepping in front of a city bus. Don’t. It..."

Fri, 24 May 2013 23:24:18 +0800

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1. There will be several days that you daydream about stepping in front of a city bus. Don’t. It will not be beautiful. It will not be brave. It will be selfish. It will be broken. Your mother will cry.

2. Don’t write for him. Write for you. Write for others like you. Write so the girl that thinks about stepping in front of public transportation doesn’t. Don’t be selfish.

3. When you will yourself to sleep and it doesn’t come- get up. It doesn’t matter that it’s 3 am. There will be other 3 am’s. Take a shower. Take two. Wash him out of your hair. Write a poem. Read the same book you’ve read 202 times again. The 203rd time might tell you something different. Don’t stay in bed- you will think about the bus again.

4. Don’t kiss him because he’s broken. Don’t kiss him because his laughter never reaches his eyes. Don’t try and fix him. Fix yourself first. Be selfish. He can’t save you.

5. Date yourself. Take yourself out to eat. Don’t share your popcorn at the movies with anyone. Stroll around an art museum alone. Fall in love with canvases. Fall in love with yourself.

6. Dress up and wear red lipstick and get drunk with your friends. They’re the ones that will pick you up. Don’t kiss him. Or him. Don’t fall asleep on strange couches with strange boys. When his hand slides up your dress walk away. Hit him. Don’t kiss him. He can’t save you.

7. Get another tattoo. Get five more. Get another hole in your ear. Don’t listen to your dad. You will still be able to get a job. Did you really want to be employed by someone like your father? Haven’t you had enough of judgmental old white men anyway? Get fuck you tattooed in tiny letters on your hip.

8. When you feel the yearning for a new city- start over. Take 200 bucks and a three suitcases. Work anywhere that will have you. Meet strange people and forget your name. Call yourself Ruby. No one will know the difference. Remember to call your mother. Don’t be selfish. Come home when you find yourself in the strangers and the small one bedroom apartment.

9. Don’t whisper evil things into your own ear. Other people are going to shout them at you. Be your own hero. Keep a sword on your key ring.

10. Don’t step in front of a city bus. It will not be beautiful. Live. Stay up all night with a boy that promises you everything and means it. Live. See shitty local bands with a friend. Wear a different band’s t-shirt. No one will care. Live. Have a baby girl with tiny fingers and tiny toes someday. Pour love into her until it’s overflowing. Live. Wake up. Staying in bed all day is not poetic.

Live. Live.

Live.

Do you hear that? It’s me. It’s your life. Wake up.

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- (via neonelixir)

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serendipity-precious: Enjoying the laziness by isaberry on...

Thu, 23 May 2013 22:29:27 +0800

serendipity-precious:

Enjoying the laziness by isaberry on Flickr.

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"Cherish your solitude. Take trains by yourself to places you have never been. Sleep out alone under..."

Thu, 23 May 2013 12:20:00 +0800

“Cherish your solitude. Take trains by yourself to places you have never been. Sleep out alone under the stars. Learn how to drive a stick shift. Go so far away that you stop being afraid of not coming back. Say no when you don’t want to do something. Say yes if your instincts are strong, even if everyone around you disagrees. Decide whether you want to be liked or admired. Decide if fitting in is more important than finding out what you’re doing here. Believe in kissing.”

- Eve Ensler (via ohfairies)

"The human language, as precise as it is with its thousands of words, can still be so wonderfully..."

Thu, 23 May 2013 12:16:55 +0800

“The human language, as precise as it is with its thousands of words, can still be so wonderfully vague.”

- Garth Stein, The Art of Racing in the Rain (via bookmania)

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p-arsnip: F1060023 (by FREDian)

Thu, 23 May 2013 12:12:32 +0800

p-arsnip:

F1060023 (by FREDian)

theblackworkshop: Natural History Museum, London, UK (via...

Thu, 23 May 2013 12:11:23 +0800

theblackworkshop:

Natural History Museum, London, UK (via Facebook)

luxistic: what a cutieee

Thu, 23 May 2013 12:09:42 +0800

luxistic:

what a cutieee

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