“She’s the kind of girl a guy meets when he’s too young, and he fucks up because there’s too much living to do. But later he realizes she’s perfect.”
— Californication (via hadaes)
A real girl isn’t perfect and a perfect girl isn’t real.
I want to hold your hand tighter and pull your body closer. While we whisper all the secrets we’re afraid to share with anyone else.
Looking back at the girl I used to be and the shit I would allow/tolerate makes me so happy about the woman I am today. I’m come FAR as hell
“She’s the kind of girl a guy meets when he’s too young, and he fucks up because there’s too much living to do. But later he realizes she’s perfect.”
— Californication (via hadaes)
“Not long ago, a question bubbled to the surface of my brain: if my body could speak, would she forgive me? Though it sounds strange, it was wildly helpful for me to start thinking of my body as a being separated from myself. This mindset made it easier for me to be gentle and more forgiving with my body, because we are sadly often more willing to be unkind to ourselves than we are to someone else. I began to experience newfound guilt for putting my body through the abuse of my eating disorder, because what did my poor, loyal body do to deserve such violence? The answer is nothing, and the same is true for you, too: your sweet body did nothing to deserve to endure the wrath of you.”
— Blythe Baird, “Tips That Helped Me in Eating Disorder Recovery”
“In nature, nothing is perfect and everything is perfect. Trees can be contorted, bent in weird ways, and they’re still beautiful.”
— Alice Walker (via landscape-photo-graphy)
“I’ve spent so much time in my head and in my heart that I forgot to live in my body.”
— Tara Hardy, Bone Marrow
She poked holes into paper
and held it to the sky
It had been so long
Since the stars had said their goodbyes.
She painted every blade of grass
A multitude of greens.
For her grey colored glasses
Kept colors unseen.
She had a way about her,
The girl in the grey colored glasses.
She mastered filling herself with laughter
So no one could see the disaster
That she hid deep within her.
The girl in the grey colored glasses,
Saw the world only in grey…
