She will be loved.

Caffeine addict, dreamer, overachiever, and learner.

This is my documentation of my final year of grade school.

Things that break:

flowers.
dawn.
the ocean.
our hearts.

this is how
gardens grow.
this is how
the sun blossoms.
this is how we
make it home.
this is how we
learn to love.

Pavana पवन (via rabbrakha)

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The soul needs autumn. Let what’s dead fall. Let the wind sweep it up and blow it away. Your colors are changing; it’s so beautiful. Don’t be sad it was a part of you and now is gone. Some things have to die. It’s their season. You can’t hold on. This is your season to let it all fall. Shed what’s dead. Be free, stand tall. There will be a time to bloom again.

—your roots remain // (via breanna-lynn)

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Far too many people are looking for the right person, instead of trying to be the right person.

—Gloria Steinem (via rabbrakha)

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To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget.

—Arundhati Roy, The Cost of Living (via kushandwizdom)

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I’ve been hurt so bad and I still love so hard. I admire my heart for that.

Alexandra Elle, Words from a Wanderer (via mourningmelody)

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blackfemalepresident:

you deserve to be in a relationship with a person who doesnt make you compete for their affection and never has you guessing where you stand with them

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I have lost and loved and won and cried myself to the person I am today.

—Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps (via w-ildfires)

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