There’s a girl who chokes on tree sap
and is learning how to breathe
with both lungs.
There’s a woman with a
revolving door heart
and an abandoned warehouse body.
She wants to sprout wings. Grow claws.
Use them.
There’s a boy dreaming of carousels,
of flying kisses and blowing rockets.
There’s a man who likes
to scream underwater.
There’s a body that moves in silence.

That same girl once felt like
breathing was a chore.
The woman has had a strong, sturdy
elevator heart, before it began to
spin off kilter.
The carousel boy still dreams
of Superman.
The underwater man is trying
desperately
to break the surface.
The body that moves in silence
wants to be chaotic, wants to be loud,
wants to get inside your head.

There is so much we are yet to know.
This is just a glimpse, a slither.
There is no metaphor
for their magnitude.
Some people are just too big
for language.

jessica therese, “Drowning out Meaning with Metaphors”  (via contramonte)
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"This isnt a project that you will be able to do the night before"

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After a break-up, certain streets, locations, even times of day are off-limits. The city becomes a deserted battlefield loaded with emotional land mines. You have to be very careful where you step or you could be blown to pieces. Carrie Bradshaw (via whatwouldcarriesay)
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1) Learn to put on your bracelets and zip up your dresses by yourself. There will be times when you will be alone.
2) Get on a long plane ride. Look out the window. Understand the immensity of our world. Understand your insignificance. Understand your absolute importance.
3) Press the send button. If you don’t say it now, you never will.
4) Do not sneer at happiness or roll your eyes at sadness. Be aware that apathy is not healthy.
5) You are more than the amount of people who want to have sex with you.
6) That pit in your stomach when he doesn’t text you back, it shouldn’t be there. No one should be able to control you like that.
7) Shopping is cathartic. Buy the shoes and deal with one-ply toilet paper for a while.
8) It will get better, but it will never be perfect. Learn to live through the small moments of happiness. When they disappear, remember they will resurface.
9) I promise that cookie will not change anything (except that it will make you smile).
10) Please, please, take care of yourself. You are everything to somebody. You are everything to your self. That alone is enough. things to remember, -n.m.  (via seabelle)
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Biology’s cruel joke goes something like this: As a teenage body goes through puberty, its circadian rhythm essentially shifts three hours backward. Suddenly, going to bed at nine or ten o’clock at night isn’t just a drag, but close to a biological impossibility. Studies of teenagers around the globe have found that adolescent brains do not start releasing melatonin until around eleven o’clock at night and keep pumping out the hormone well past sunrise. Adults, meanwhile, have little-to-no melatonin in their bodies when they wake up. With all that melatonin surging through their bloodstream, teenagers who are forced to be awake before eight in the morning are often barely alert and want nothing more than to give in to their body’s demands and fall back asleep. Because of the shift in their circadian rhythm, asking a teenager to perform well in a classroom during the early morning is like asking him or her to fly across the country and instantly adjust to the new time zone — and then do the same thing every night, for four years.

Sleep and the teenage brain (via explore-blog)

This is why you have every right to be tired.  

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Do you know what people really want? Everyone, I mean. Everybody in the world is thinking: I wish there was just one other person I could really talk to, who could really understand me, who’d be kind to me. That’s what people really want, if they’re telling the truth. Doris Lessing The Golden Notebook
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I was never good at math but
odds were that I had a
one in seven billion chance
of meeting someone like you
so that means I was more likely
to be struck by lightning or
to win the lottery with a
one in three thousand and
one in 175 million chance,
respectively, and all I can say is
God, I am the luckiest person
to be able to fall in love with you. The odds have never been more in my favor  (via ranjhana)
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