Some are the melody, Some are the beat

A blog of random thoughts.

Shapes: Mirrors

carolinedupuyheerwagen:

It’s funny to think… I have spent so much time forgiving you, accepting your flaws, understanding them, and letting go of all judgement to still find a way to love you with my entire heart. Why can’t I do the same thing for myself, I wonder… Why can’t I look at myself with the same compassion and…

Covered in Band-Aids: In memory of Frances Andrade

coveredinbandaids:

I just read this article. And sobbed and sobbed.

In February, I missed a week of school. I told people I flew home to Oregon because my grandmother was sick. What really happened was I had a massive panic attack when doctors told me the lump in my breast might be cancer. I called a hotline…

Pure passion. 

Pure passion. 

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Simply beautiful. 

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Favorite saturday morning routine. It’s wonderful to feel so loved. 

“It’s just a young heart confusing my mind.”

(Source: Spotify)

When the sky seems to be falling down… who do you pray to? 

“Remember back when you were a kid, and you thought there were actually people that knew what this thing we call “life” was really all about? Remember when you thought there really were “grown ups?
Then, all of a sudden one day you become a “grown up” yourself and the terrifying revelation occurs to you that there really are no “grown ups,” just kids that got old and had kids of their own, and no one really knows what the fuck is going on.”

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Joe Rogan (via schwarze-milch)

EXACTLY!

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I don’t smoke cigarettes… hookah yes but not cigs. I actually don’t like cigarette smoke at all but this looks ridiculously relaxing. Shisha session must happen soon.