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alexandergill:

It’s here
"So please ask yourself: What would I do if I weren’t afraid? And then go do it."

Sheryl Sandberg (Lean In: Women, Work, and the Will to Lead)s (via
au-la)

(Source: hamptonhunger, via ohddaughter)

My love she speaks like silence
Without ideals or violence
She doesn’t have to say she’s faithful
Yet she’s true, like ice, like fire
People carry roses
And make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can’t buy her.

In the dime stores and bus stations
People talk of situations
Read books, repeat quotations
Draw conclusions on the wall
Some speak of the future
My love she speaks softly
She knows there’s no success like failure
And that failure’s no success at all.

The cloak and dagger dangles
Madams light the candles
In ceremonies of the horsemen
Even the pawn must hold a grudge
Statues made of match sticks
Crumble into one another
My love winks, she does not bother
She knows too much to argue or to judge.

The bridge at midnight trembles
The country doctor rambles
Bankers’ nieces seek perfection
Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring
The wind howls like a hammer
The night blows rainy
My love she’s like some raven
At my window with a broken wing.

Daga Ziober by Nicolas Kantor for QVEST
"Loneliness does not come from having no people around you, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to you."

Carl Jung (via
atmosthetic)

(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege, via dvaidbowie)

one-photo-day:

Anna Karina by Jeanloup Sieff
Brian Jones and Anita Pallenberg
I can’t sleep, so I put together my (very detailed) desert island disc.

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"Your past is just a story. And once you realise this it has no power over you."

Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters

(Source: pavorst, via gettingahealthybody)