There are voices that will tell you no, that will say you can't 
until you almost believe it. 
But just when you are about to,
inhale deeply.

You know your reason. You are living your purpose.
Have faith in the bones that hold you together, in the skin that you inhabit.
You are a light-bringer, a wonder-maker, a world-healer.

Each of us, in the way we live, in the way we walk, in our words and in our hearts.
Bring what you may, be what you must
in this wild and wonderous world.

"She would stare up at the stars each night before bed.  Examine each one closely, looking for the unique twinkle, the strange sparkle, the magic that was different for each."

Believe in the world. It is a beautiful place, abundant with beautiful people

Open up your heart, open up your mind, open up a good book.
Learn something new and talk about it.
Talk with with doodles in a notebook,
talk with your hands, talk with your friends.

Talk until you understand,
until the awe of it brings you to silence.

"You can only see as far as you think"

"I always wonder why birds choose
to stay in the same place,
when they can fly anywhere on earth.

Then I ask myself the same question."



I want to meet the world.
I think everybody is just so incredibly beautiful.
I can't help but love everybody. I can't help but see the good in them. 
And I think everybody can see that good.
But there are people who walk their entire lives without knowing the good inside them.
There are people who walk their entire lives unloved
because nobody's told them otherwise.
Tell themSpeak up.
There are people out there that need to hear your voice.
They need to hear what you already know.
That they are beautiful.

"All good things are wild and free

"Courage is not the absense of fear,
but the knowledge that
something else is more important than fear"

Sometimes I see you in my dreams. You are walking by on the sidewalk, fast. You are the waiter in a restaurant. I never recognize your face until after I wake up. Then I cry because I have so many things to say to you, but you're gone.

You must know the caterpillars if you want to know the butterflies.

Existence is influence

***

don't stay up too late. don't fall in love. don't fail any tests. don't drink. or do drugs. don't forget. don't worry about your hair. don't think about running away. don't talk back. 
 don't stop believing in dreams. or fairytales.
stay golden

____
A teenager once asked an old man,
"in a relationship, which is more important:
to be loved or to love?"
then he replied,
“which is more important to a bird? the left wing or the right?”


"we can build a new tomorrow today"

This was not a fairy tale.
This was not the movies.
This was life.
It hurt more. It was excruciating.
It was excruciatingly beautiful.

Does it mean more if love is something worth living for
or something worth dying for?

some of my dreams are strangers.

______________________
These secrets can kill us.


Najwspanialszą zemstą jest złośliwy uśmiech przy słowach " Nie uda Ci się tego zrobić" , mistrzowskie, zawistne spojrzenie, pełne ambicji słowa "Tak myślisz?" i dokonanie rzeczy z pozoru niemożliwej.


Czekałam na coś,  choć w głębi duszy wiedziałam, że to może nigdy się nie wydarzyć.


Czego najbardziej żałuję w życiu? Chyba tego, że nie jestem kimś innym


Nie obchodzi mnie to co o mnie mówią. No chyba, że w tych plotkach leży część prawdy.


Chciałabym zmienić świat, ale nie wiem gdzie powinnam zacząć. Więc zaczynam od siebie.


Moje życie ma wspaniałą obsadę, ale nie ogarniam scenariusza.


Miłość - kolejne słowo, którego nigdy nie nauczyłam się właściwie wymawiać.


Życie z zamkniętymi oczami byłoby dużo łatwiejsze.


CIEKAWOŚĆ NIE JEST GRZECHEM.


Gdyby wygląd mógł zabić, byłbyś mordercą.


Jesteś jedyną piosenką, którą chcę usłyszeć.


Pozorna piękność zaprowadzi Cię donikąd.


Tak, za chwilę zacznę płakać. Mam dość udawania, że jestem twarda i odporna na wszystko.


Chciałabym zniknąć. Chciałabym, aby wszyscy zapomnieli o moim imieniu. Ale.. to mogłoby zająć im całe życie. 


Moje słowa potrafią tak daleko podróżować! Rodzą się w mojej głowie, latają w powietrzu i zmierzają donikąd.








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