words to live by – Sida 6

She did not want, then or ever, to entertain; she wanted to move people, to establish with them some communion of emotion.

Joan Didion, Slouching Towards Bethlehem

bokuwu:

shit dude, here’s to all of the quiet victories. the things that other people take for granted but are so, so hard for you. the way your voice didn’t shake when you ordered your drink, the time you felt a swell of pride at something instead of shame, how you got out of bed after only the second time hitting snooze even though you couldn’t imagine anything more difficult than facing another fucking day. fucking cherish those. relish them, rejoice in them, do not let anyone pluck them from your grasp because they are yours and they are important.

What you will do matters. All you need is to do it.

Joan Baez

bint-nuh:

No beauty shines brighter than a good heart.

maldororxxx:

“The literal meaning of life is whatever you’re doing that prevents you from killing yourself”

— Albert Camus (via harrlson-wells)

tahanialjemil:

it’s incredible how everyone on this site talks about their mental illnesses and how childhood in particular is usually the root of it, how literally almost every person going to therapy has childhood traumas caused by adults, but you’re so happy to talk about hating kids, to say cruel and dehumanizing things about them (calling them “demons”, comparing them to animals and inanimate objects you dislike, viewing them as an inconvenience and a thing to be trained and disciplined, etc), to not show them basic human decency or compassion while acting like this kind of mindset is completely okay and harmless

lifeinpoetry:

i heard a woman becomes herself
the first time she speaks
without permission

then, every word out of her mouth
a riot

— Denice Frohman, from “‘A Woman’s Place’,” Woman of Resistance: Poems for a New Feminism

emrosethedisneymjsherlokifangirl:

“They’re all angels.”

— Keanu Reeves when asked what type of girls he likes x

sauvamente:

The 1970s were so glamorous fashion wise though all the billowing fabric, the vibrant colours, all the silk, satin and lace, the shoes and coordination outfits, the elegance in casual wear… it was amazing, lush, wonderfully excessive and sexy I hope fashion goes back there

therebeccaprinciple:

Swedish pop singer Anita Lindblom in 1965