August 2012
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I spoke tonight.
I talked about…real things. I didn’t sit in silence. I didn’t lie. I told the truth. About myself. To people I met only 5 days ago. And even though I know this isn’t going to make me better-heck, I don’t even feel particularly good about myself-I just…I feel right. I feel so full of love for these people. We are such a close...
dearborns:
foxnewsofficial:
they should replace hospital gowns with colourful mexican ponchos because they’re kinda similar and no one could be sad
if we’re gonna die let’s die looking like a peruvian folk band
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[[MORE]]I feel the wind against my face and there is a spark deep down inside me.
I am the magic I want to see in the world. I will not be smothered by grey shadows. I will shine and grin mischievously as I luxuriate in living and shimmering with life. I will take hands and start journeys. I will open gates and throw away curtains. I am light. And I will shine.
“There are two novels that can change a bookish fourteen-year old’s life: The...”
– John Rogers (via barrier-trio)
