Pause.

"I think people are often quite unaware of their inner selves, their other selves, their imaginative selves, the selves that aren’t on show in the world. It’s something you grow out of from childhood onwards, losing possession of yourself, really. I think literature is one of the best ways back into that. You are hypnotized as soon as you get into a book that particularly works for you, whether it’s fiction or a poem. You find that your defenses drop, and as soon as that happens, an imaginative reality can take over because you are no longer censoring your own perceptions, your own awareness of the world."

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Jeanette Winterson, The Art of Fiction No. 150 (via bookmania)

The Fray heals my soul:)

Let him know that you know best Cause after all you do know best Try to slip past his defense Without granting innocence Lay down a list of what is wrong The things you’ve told him all along And pray to God he hears you

"And girls need cold anger. They need the cold simmer, the ceaseless grudge, the talent to avoid forgiveness, the side stepping of compromise. They need to know when they say something that they will never back down,ever, ever."

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"Cause’ if one day you wake up
and find that your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder
where on this earth I could be,
Thinking maybe you’d come back here
to the place that we’d meet
Then you’d see me waiting for you
on the corner of the street,
So I’m not moving
I’m not moving"

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I loveeee this song:D

Sometimes I forget how intelligent I really am. Mostly because I am constantly comparing myself to others, but I have to remember that everyone is smart in their own way and you don’t need to know everything others do or think the way others think.

I like my brain. Even though It’s not the smartest, it’s mine. Omg you know what would be cool if they made a chip that was imbedded in your head that records every single thought you’ve had. Like a friggen brain journal type thing.

So I keep burning myself with a hot pocket which is my cue to end this post.

Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.

Mother Teresa