hip-hop-lifestyle:

Being confident in yourself is so rare that people actually get mad at you if you are.

(via bewwbs)

It doesn’t interest me… what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me… how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me… what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.

I want to know… if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it.

I want to know… if you can be with joy, mine or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me.. if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know… if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know… if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, Yes.

It doesn’t interest me… to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done…

It doesn’t interest me… who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me..where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.

I want to know… if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

In school they teach you
how to multiply 9x8
make you read Macbeth
and have you memorize the first 10 amendments to the constitution.

But they don’t teach you how to
stop loving someone who has
stopped loving you
or how to deal with losing
a friend to an unsaid goodbye
and a relative to a cancer that ate
away their brain.

At home I learned from my father that
alcohol can make as many problems
as it solves
but damn does it feel good
to let my throat burn instead of my heart
and to tune out the problems in my head
that I just couldn’t solve.

Because life isn’t 9x8 
and it isn’t the way authors describe
their characters in a story.

It’s those nights you lay awake
missing someone
wishing things could be different
and it’s the next day when you realize they can’t
and then it’s how you pick yourself up
after being down for so long.

I taught myself that.

— (via ph-eeebs)

(via sourcherryy)

“If we avoid pain, we may be avoiding the potential for personal growth that often comes with difficulties in life. It is during these times that we find lessons that help us stretch to another level. Our most difficult times push us out of our comfort zones, to find strengths we never knew were there. Success demands that we be able to see hope and possibilities even after major set backs.”
— (via easily-aamused)
“Maybe we feel so empty because we leave pieces of ourselves in everything we used to love”

pureblyss:

I want to gracefully let go of the things I thought I wanted for the future and hold fast to whatever God has for me now.

(via gravitysex)

It’s ridiculous that celebrities can spend a year of my college tuition on like, a necklace like it’s nothing and I can’t even afford a taco.

(via phobias)

uglygirlsclub:

don’t date anyone who doesn’t ask you about your childhood and why you are the way that you are

don’t date anyone who won’t work to understand and accept those things

(via gravitysex)

“Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second’s encounter with God and with eternity.”
 Paulo CoelhoAlchemist (via feellng)

(via gravitysex)