Everyone who terrifies you is sixty-five percent water.
And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes
you cannot even breathe deeply, and
the night sky is no home, and
you have cried yourself to sleep enough times
that you are down to your last two percent, but
nothing is infinite,
not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day
you are going to find yourself again.
tags / older
They say that limbs remember everything-
every touch and every burn.
My arms, they remember years,
the shedding of fall,
the heaviness of winter,
the bursting of spring,
the heat of summer.
My fingers, they remember the clinging
to pieces of myself- small like the threads of a sweater,
curled like old paper.
The first few years, I tried to hold on
I tried to gather all these pieces to my chest like a bouquet.
You know, they felt like flowers,
on the tips of my fingers.
But time, has a way of catching up
at grasping at you like a desperate mother
hungry for blood.
If you’ve ever lost something
if you’ve ever watched it fall and scatter at your feet,
you’ll understand the helplessness
of letting go.
These arms remember every touch and every burn,
they remember growth and decay
they remember the flowers, the colors, the release
and that’s what I hold on to now.
If a tree falls in a forest and no is around to hear it fall,
you shouldn’t wonder if it made a sound,
you should pick it back up
we even lose ourselves.
written by Kelsey Danielle, “Said the Tree to the World” (via pigmenting)
I was talking to my mom tonight, and I mentioned how I thought it was crazy my band director could tell the people in my recommendation letter that I always work so hard for my success, I didn’t even know she could tell. The fact that someone could see my hard work, notice it, and mention it, it brought tears to my eyes. Someone recognizes all my work; I work so so so hard for where I am. I have worked so hard the last 3 years and it’s so frustrating sometimes and when someone mentions it, it almost pays off. The success comes, and it pays off. Sometimes I lose sight of why this backbreaking work is necessary, but I feel as if I’m getting somewhere. I’m getting to a point in my life, where it will pay off. I am worth something, I am more than my work experience (or lack thereof), I am more than my GPA, my weight, height, musical abilities. I am a human, who has worked so incredibly hard to get myself to the place I am right now.
do you think God ever gets sad like “what do you mean you don’t love yourself i worked so hard on you….”
…why is this so uplifting
1. Get into the habit of being an early riser. We can all benefit from having a little bit of extra time in the morning. It reduces stress, helps to prevent you from forgetting things, and stops that crazy morning rush.
2. Deliberately decide to tune out distractions. Turn off the TV, social media, your phone, and hide away when you need to get work done.
3. Prepare for the next day the night before. Check off your mental to-do list and prepare for the next day before you go to bed. If possible, choose your clothes, find your books, pack your bag, and so on.
4. Prioritise being organized. For example, it often helps to use an agenda to stay on track with assignments and homework.
- give yourself an hour just to lie down and listen to music, post-rock or soft folk or heavy metal if that’s what you need
- clean out your bag and coat pockets and throw away the old train tickets you really don’t need to cling onto; you are on your way somewhere new now
- go outside and walk wherever your feet take you
till the rain falls
and every atom
in our body
starts to go home
written by Albert Huffstickler (via timfen)
- You don’t have to achieve great things by the time you’re 25
- You have intrinsic value above and beyond your perceived utility to other people and society at large.
- You don’t have to have sex, or have sex in any way that you find uncomfortable or unpleasant, to keep…