"Men judge us
by our broad
hips and forget
their birthplace."  - Noor Shirazie (via spinals)

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"What they don’t understand about birthdays and what they never tell you is that when you’re eleven, you’re also ten, and nine, and eight, and seven, and six, and five, and four, and three, and two, and one. And when you wake up on your eleventh birthday you expect to feel eleven, but you don’t. You open your eyes and everything’s just like yesterday, only it’s today. And you don’t feel eleven at all. You feel like you’re still ten. And you are — underneath the year that makes you eleven.

Like some days you might say something stupid, and that’s the part of you that’s still ten. Or maybe some days you might need to sit on your mama’s lap because you’re scared, and that’s the part of you that’s five. And maybe one day when you’re all grown up maybe you will need to cry like if you’re three, and that’s okay. That’s what I tell Mama when she’s sad and needs to cry. Maybe she’s feeling three.

Because the way you grow old is kind of like an onion or like the rings inside a tree trunk or like my little wooden dolls that fit one inside the other, each year inside the next one. That’s how being eleven years old is."  - Sandra Cisneros (via commanderspock)

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“My wife got sick. She was constantly nervous because of problems at work, personal life, her failures and children. She lost 30 pounds and weighted about 90 pounds. She got very skinny and was constantly crying. She was not a happy woman. She had suffered from continuing headaches, heart pain and jammed nerves in her back and ribs. She did not sleep well, falling asleep only in the mornings and got tired very quickly during the day. Our relationship was on the verge of a break up. Her beauty was leaving her somewhere, she had bags under her eyes, and she stopped taking care of herself. She refused to shoot the films and rejected any role. I lost hope and thought that we’ll get divorced soon… But then I decided to act. After all I’ve got the most beautiful woman on earth. She is the idol of more than half of men and women on earth, and I was the one allowed to fall asleep next to her. I began to shower her with flowers, kisses and compliments. I surprised and pleased her every minute i could. I gave her a lot of gifts and i lived just for her. I spoke in public only about her. I incorporated all themes in her direction. I praised her in front of her own and our mutual friends. You won’t believe it, but she blossomed. She became better. She gained weight, was no longer nervous and loved me even more than ever. I had no clue that she could love that much. And then I realized one thing: the woman is the reflection of her man.” ~ Brad Pitt about Angelina Jolie
"It’s 3.47am and I miss you just like I did last week at 2.15 in the afternoon when I remembered the last time you told me you wanted me and you meant it. It’s 3.47am and I should be sleeping but all I can think about is how you used to smile when I told you you were beautiful and the way you held me tight and said you would never let me go but I guess things change and people move on and now you’re sleeping and I’m lying awake thinking about you."  - I wish I was sleeping - 3.47am 06/05/14 (via curiovsly)

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"Don’t kiss his best friend or a stranger for revenge. Someones lips are not an eraser that can make him disappear. If you kiss someone else you’re going to end up spiraling back into the memories you had with him, and you’re going to miss him more, and you’re going to doom yourself into hating yourself more. Don’t wear prettier clothes, more makeup and your hair nicely when you know he’s going to the same place you’re going to. You’ve trapped yourself into the idea that he left you because you were falling apart, or maybe you thought he started seeing the natural disaster that you believe you are. You are bigger than this whole entire universe put together, and he is not worthy of calling something so extravagant his. Your eyes hold all the galaxies, your heart holds the solar system, and you mind is full of constellations. Don’t murder your dreams because he told you that your life is worth nothing. Don’t infest your lungs with marijuana or cigarettes to forget about him. Drugs or nicotine can confiscate your mind from devious thoughts, but they will remain there, and they’ll be released in a matter of hours. Your lungs shouldn’t be getting polluted because of an egoistical asshole. Don’t build a rope of hope inside your mind because you want all your beautiful thoughts to hang on. Get a scissor and cut that rope before you become more vulnerable. Stop staring at his phone number for hours delete it, stop wearing the t-shirt he gave you last summer, stop rereading all the meaningless messages he sent you. This castle of hope you are building inside your mind is not bulletproof, and it’ll be the reason why self-destruction starts chasing you."  - Alexa evangelista (via vodkakilledtheteens)

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