chrysalism
tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine
eliotcardalc

i’m so happy i’m not a horse!

hyppogriff

Your mother was there for me at a time when no one else was. Not only was she a singularly gifted witch, she was also an uncommonly kind woman. She had a way of seeing the beauty in others even, and perhaps most especially, when that person couldn’t see it in themselves.

Stop hating yourself for everything you aren’t. Start loving yourself for everything you are.
Don’t sit and wait. Get out there, feel life. Touch the sun, and immerse in the sea.
Rumi (via quotemadness)
She wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. She spoke to no one. She spent hours on the riverbank and had midnight swims.
Arundhati Roy  (via iliacl)
vijara

if there’s anything i believe in these days it’s my own resilience. no matter how many setbacks i come across i am still actively dreaming the best version of myself into existence each and every day. i am relentless in pursuing what i want and i am patient enough to wait for my efforts to pay off. i’ll make it. i’ll always make it. 

draccomallfoy

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“I’m hoping to do some good in the world!”

join my 800!

There’s a fire in you alone
Made of soft, satin embers,
Arthur Rimbaud, tr. by Paul Weinfield, from “Eternity,” (via saltwaterhoney)
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cherish the quiet, little moments. reading your book in your bed with a cosy blanket. noticing the colors of the sky. watching the rain outside through your window. closing your eyes and just taking a breath. the sun shining on your skin. the small smiles and eyes lightning up.

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