Monday, July 28, 2014

stormbornvalkyrie:

"Jalan Atthirari Anni." Moon of My Life

"Shekh Ma Shieraki Anni." My Sun and Stars

Sunday, July 27, 2014

Charity shopping tomorrow!

gonna find all of the bargains.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

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I have only just twigged that when people say they like ‘The devil wears Prada’ on here they don’t mean the film.

I thought it was strangely popular for a chick flick.

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Wednesday, July 16, 2014
bangarangblog:

suspended

bangarangblog:

suspended

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Lana Del Rey for Rolling Stones Magazine

Lana Del Rey for Rolling Stones Magazine

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yungbabyblue:

i just fucking died 

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Found the nicest summer nail varnish in clearance at boots, woo! Haha who can spot the ‘lead tattoo’ dot from an incident when I was in primary school!

Found the nicest summer nail varnish in clearance at boots, woo! Haha who can spot the ‘lead tattoo’ dot from an incident when I was in primary school!

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

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sixpenceee:

Reddit user IMAMenlo found a handwritten note on an empty chair at the San Francisco Airport. It didn’t have anything except “read me” written on the outside. 

This is what it says:

recently left an emotionally abusive relationship.

After months of insults I wont repeat, false accusations, lies, delusions, broken mirrors, nightly battles…. I left. I know that I was being poisoned by each day that I stayed. So with a heavy heart, I left my lover of three years, knowing that I had already put it off too long. At first he begged, then he cursed, but eventually he paced his bags and faded out of my life like a bad dream.

For the first few weeks, my body seemed to reject this. For three years I had seen the world through him-colered glasses. I didn’t know who I was without him. Despite the kindness of friends and even strangers. I could not help feeling utterly alone.

But it was this sense of aloneness that set me free. Somewhere along the way, I let go. I released all of the painful memories, the names he had called me, the shards of him buried deep in my brain. I stopped believing the things he had made me think about myself. I began to see how extraordinary, breathtakingly beautiful life is. I meditated, drank too much coffee, talked to strangers, laughed at nothing. I wrote poetry and stopped to smell and photograph every flower. Once I discovered that my happiness depends only on myself, nothing could hurt me anymore.

I have found and continue to find peace. Each day I am closer to it than I was yesterday. I am a work in progress but I am full to the brim with gratitude and joy.

And so, since I have opened a new chapter in my life, I want to peacefully part with the contents of the last chapter. The end of my relationship was the catalyst for a wealth of positive changes in my life. It was a symbol, most importantly, it was an act of self-love. It was a realization that I deserved to be happy and I could choose to be. And so, in an effort to leave behind the things that do not help me grow, I am letting go of a relic from the painful past.

I wore this necklace-a gift from him-every day for over two years. To me, letting it go is a joyous declaration that I am moving forward with strength and grace and deep, lasting peace.

Please accept this gift as a reminder that we all deserve happiness. Whoever you are, and whatever pain you have faced, I hope you find peace.

Namaste,
Jamie

I hope this inspired/encouraged anyone going through the same thing to leave.  

Another inspiring post

alydoremi:

"Surround yourself with people who know your worth. You don’t need too many people to be happy. Just a few ones who appreciate you for exactly who you are."

Wednesday, July 2, 2014

abigaildonaldson:

Lupita Nyong’o by Mikael Jansson for Vogue July 2014

"As Lupita gathered those voluminous silk georgette pleats of her custom Prada skirts, she remembers that all she could think was ‘Don’t fall on those stairs’ because, as she drolly explains, ‘it’s not cute if you follow Jennifer Lawrence—it’s not cute if you’re the second one!’"