Fifty Shades of Grey trailer came out today. However, the only red room I care about involves WinterWidow so unless the next trailer involving a red room doesn’t consist of Natasha’s movie then don’t bring it my way. 

  07/24/14 at 10:59am

Get excited about the little things. About wearing a new outfit for the first time. About Sunday brunches with your best friends. About the new cute guy in your class. About finding an extra dollar in your pocket. About anything that even remotely makes you happy because as you grow up, passions fade and enthusiasm gets mistaken for foolishness. So don’t let the grey world stop you from shining.

(via zodiacchic)

How to Deal with Envy and Jealousy

1. Ask yourself the question “Why does this matter so much to me? For example, is it that I feel I’m not enough, or do I feel lonely and overlooked?” 

2. Ask yourself “What is MY definition of success?” Then think of realistic goals you can set for yourself, instead of always thinking of what others have achieved.

3. Focus on the talents and the gifts that you have been given, and think of how to use these in a meaningful way. Don’t wish that you were someone you were never meant to be. 

4. Ask yourself “What kind of person do I really want to be … and try to develop those traits and qualities. Who you are matters more than what you look like or achieve. 

5. Make a list of all the things you can be grateful for today – the blessings that you have, and the gifts that you enjoy.

I would like to beg of you, dear friend, as well as I can, to have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in 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 present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day.

  06/11/14 at 11:39am

She had a feeling of slowing down an incline of going down, of being always about to drown with no one to help.


She takes a step out of the dark corners of this world, and the sun lights up her body. Freckles are planted on her skin like seeds of life, like stars in the night sky.She paints experience on her body. Draws laugh lines on her heart. She is a masterpiece.

(via larmoyante)

  06/11/14 at 11:39am

I refuse to be impaled upon a pin. I refuse to be categorized. When you finally do sit down to write about me, you won’t know whether I’m a hero or an anti-hero, a bastard or person who’s just being a person. You won’t be able to categorize me.

I have longed for people before, I have loved people before. Not like this. It was not this.

Please do not understand me too quickly.

  06/11/14 at 11:38am