Long live the king.
"Your value doesn’t decrease based on someone’s inability to see your worth."
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I hate to say this..but don't you think that is uterly tragic, that people forgot the struggles of Haitian people, all the Kony "movement" the unanpaid people in Africa for the gold,diamonds while un Europe/America everyone s priority is being fit, drink smoothies, don't wanna getting old and be sexy? Is a fucked up world! P.S.I love your blog I shape Beauty.
AnonymousBe the change you want to see in the world. I agree, but if you look at things from that perspective you’ll miss all the joy and love that does exist in the mess of it all. There is a lot of injustice but you can’t change people you can only change you so the real question for us all is how are we living? How is my existence making my surroundings better?
Thank you, glad you like the blog xx
McFly
Im still waiting for the hover board to be invented. We are not technologically advanced in my books until this happens, I don’t care what else they invent I want to hover!
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"I do not think one can assess a writer’s motives without knowing something of his early development. His subject matter will be determined by the age he lives in — at least this is true in tumultuous, revolutionary ages like our own — but before he ever begins to write he will have acquired an emotional attitude from which he will never completely escape. It is his job, no doubt, to discipline his temperament and avoid getting stuck at some immature stage, in some perverse mood; but if he escapes from his early influences altogether, he will have killed his impulse to write. Putting aside the need to earn a living, I think there are four great motives for writing, at any rate for writing prose. They exist in different degrees in every writer, and in any one writer the proportions will vary from time to time, according to the atmosphere in which he is living. They are: Sheer egoism. Desire to seem clever, to be talked about, to be remembered after death, to get your own back on the grown- ups who snubbed you in childhood, etc., etc. It is humbug to pretend this is not a motive, and a strong one."
- Snippet taken from George Orwell ‘Why I Write’ (Worth a read, it’s free online)
"I sit before flowers
hoping they will train me in the art
of opening up"
- Shane Koyczan, The Student (via loveyourchaos)
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