" I don’t know what’s worse: to not know what you are and be happy, or to become what you’ve always wanted to be, and feel alone. "

- Daniel Keyes, Flowers for Algernon (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)

" i enjoy: deep conversations. undeniable substance. unrestrained passion. electrifying connections. good heart throbbing sex, and soul-ties. "

- Overlyxclusive (via aworldofexperiences)

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1. Don’t try to piss quietly. Nobody in a public restroom thinks you’re knitting in your stall. They came to piss, just like you. And if you have to take a dump, do it. Get over your fear of public toilets. It’ll make life a lot easier.

2. Masturbate. Masturbate a lot. Talk about it with your friends. You’ve got the right to make yourself feel good and brag about it just like all the boys with extra large kleenex packages on their desks.

3. If you want the large fries, get the large fries. Hunger and appetite are nothing to be ashamed of, just human. Don’t ever feel guilty for eating in front of others. You need to nourish your body to stay alive. We all do.

4. Laugh as loud as you have to, no matter if you snort or gasp or literally scream.

5. Fart when you have to.

6. Always remember you weren’t born to visually please others. Forget the phrase “what if they think it’s ugly”. If you think it’s lovely, it is lovely. You wanna wear it, wear it!

7. Speak your mind! You can learn to do so without insulting others or shoving your opinion down other people’s throats.

"

- Seven Simple Ways To Free Yourself, from girl to girl (via notcapableoflove)

" I barely find anybody attractive. I barely feel an affection for anybody.. But when I do.. I fall in so deep, so hard it’s ridiculous. "

- Bayron Ortiz (via unabashinglyme)

" Maybe you are searching among branches for what only appears in the roots. "

- Rumi (via das-grablied)

" There is nothing else in magic but the wild thought of the bird as it casts itself into the void. "

- © Susanna Clarke, ‘Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell’, pg 158 (Bloomsbury Publishing, 2005)

" [He] shall bury his heart in a dark wood beneath the snow, yet still feel its ache… "

- © Susanna Clarke, ‘Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell’, pg 155 (Bloomsbury Publishing, 2005)