Category: #mood
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the fields are frozen gold
As though ten winters have passed since we arrived, thin ice beneath our heels, snowflakes in our breath. Lucent white in ten miles’ sight no sign of impending summer. Yet somebody dreamt of this perfect world. Such a waste of lush green pastures every leaf chilled to the very spine – botanical shards of piercing ice.…
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vividly awake in every sense
“Time to leave now, get out of this room, go somewhere, anywhere; sharpen this feeling of happiness and freedom, stretch your limbs, fill your eyes, be awake, wider awake, vividly awake in every sense and every pore.” ― Stefan Zweig, The Post-Office Girl
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be free
“Happiness always looks small while you hold it in your hands, but let it go, and you learn at once how big and precious it is.” ― Maxim Gorky, The Lower Depths and Other Plays
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with every touch you fixed them
It’s in the stars It’s been written in the scars on our hearts That we’re not broken just bent And we can learn to love again
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hypersensitivity kills
In the long run, allowing circumstances to rid themselves proves to be a healthier emotional choice of being Whatever happens up there stays up there. P.S Releasing helium balloons kills whales, dolphins and pretty sea creatures wherever those plastics go. Saddening how aesthetically pleasing images like these hides such atrocious backlash
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if you can be faithless
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy. ― Oriah Mountain Dreamer
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it doesn’t interest me…
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for…
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point blank
“Happiness is the best revenge, you know? Just be happy. It’s a choice.” ― Emily Giffin, Heart of the Matter
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totally worn out
“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!” ― Hunter S. Thompson
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get a grip and smile
Floodgates freaking opened today really don’t know what came over me. Hormones it must be. Don’t we all have one of those times where we start crying for one reason or another, and to stop the tears from coming is totally Mission Impossible. Thankful and so glad for the impromptu late night escapade with Dia…
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killer week
2 more days in this helluva week. By the end of it all, we can survive anything!… Goodbye long hair! For real this time.
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nostalgia
I have to admit I miss my hair in this length and shade of copper-blonde, amongst a whole lot of other used-to-bes.
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pink cascades
Picture perfect pastels Cascading pink petals Flowers in bloom I’ve never fancied flowers much, because they’re too quickly dead and withered the moment you begin to appreciate their beauty
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outside my window
The prettiest sights are almost invariably tainted howbeit calculated efforts to keep our perspectives crystal clear. A willfully affirmed fogged vision. We like what we see, forfeit what we don’t. That’s human beings for you. Yes, the world’s less glorious with your eyes wide open. What’s that stuck on your window panes? Maybe you should…
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breakfast musings
“It’s an universal law– intolerance is the first sign of an inadequate education. An ill-educated person behaves with arrogant impatience, whereas truly profound education breeds humility.” ― Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Case in point, valid in perpetuum. 5am used to be supper hour, these days it’s breakfast!
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love in the ice
Chilling to the bones, icy cold. This song still makes me tear at the climax. Personal favourite since 2008. 冷たいその手 君のせいじゃない 幼き日々ほった 傷抱え 誰かを愛すること 恐れてるの 言葉の裏側 背を向けて 抱きしめた心が 氷のように そっと溶け出す 誰もが誰かに愛される為に この世に命を煌(きらめ)かせるのさ それがもしも僕なら もう一度君の心を 永遠(とわ)の優しさで 暖めるよ… 運命の悪戯(心を痛めても) その涙の先には ひとすじの光が(闇の中舞い降りて) 僕らは気付くさ 苦しいほどに強く 感じあえる 人の温もり 誰もが持ってる哀しみや孤独 癒してもらえる場所探している SO… 君にはその場所が ここにあるさ 恐れないで もう迷わないで 僕が守る 切ないほど(my heart )美しい 愛だから(Don’t be…
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keep calm and stay sassy
The school of hard-knocks that is life clearly isn’t just any bubble-wrapped, sugar-coated candyland. When the going gets tough, chant this mantra: To me, being 22 & trying to keep your sanity in this crazy world is: 1. Realizing what a terrible person I am / had been 2. Knowing my flaws, recognizing the need…
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letters to a young poet
“Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At…
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had my heart aglow
Memories aren’t created to be tossed aside or fed to the wind. Most unfortunately whoever created Man didn’t engineer our brains to work as per a shredder does – feed it in, tear it apart, then proceed to expel the remnants. Letting go takes tremendous practice – a dab of ignorance, a handful of shrugs, closed…
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__ staring into space
Head on with the crowd, realizing my neighbour has passed on, I’m trapped standing between both our gates, trying to find the right empathetic words to say, and it could only be “I’m sorry.” I meant to say a whole lot more – so much easier to churn out four thousand words of cold hard…
Viktoria Jean 