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What could be a more innocent or harmless pastime for a young girl than reading?

Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey (via the-book-diaries)

If you’re an artist, then this is for you.

This year, I want you to be unapologetic when you create.

Don’t apologize for your writing, drawing, music, designs, films, sculptures, cosplays, knitting, sewing, cooking, and anything else I might’ve missed.

Don’t apologize for the quality.

Stop being afraid of what you can accomplish. You might think you can do so much better, well guess what? You will. You’re always improving. But if you start to apologize for the best you can do at this moment, then you might restrain yourself, stop yourself from taking risks that will help you.

I know this is a hard thing to stop. I do it all the time. When I submit art to people that I’m not so confident about, I’ll apologize in advance.

This year, I challenge you, and myself, to stop doing it.

everytime I see the quote “my father is the worst man alive, and I am his favorite daughter” I am filled with such dread and sadness, until I remind myself that I am my fathers least favorite daughter.

Rose: I’m kind of crushing on someone, but I’m worried about telling you who it is, because you’re not going to like it Albus: Just rip the bandage off. Rose: It’s Scorpius. Albus: Put the bandage back on.

I asked the universe to fall in love And the universe answered First I fell in love with the dirt beneath my feet Molding itself around each step I planted Then I fell in love with the growing seeds, brushing against my ankles Even the weeds didn’t hold me back, for I loved them too Next I loved the sea, crashing against my kneecaps with fury and grace With each cold wave I was reminded of the warmth in my breath After that I loved the air, pushing me forward And forcing my stubborn gaze upon a new horizon Finally I looked up, and loved the sunlight Shining on my skin, nourishing a glow no one else could replicate Soon after, I met you I remembered how wonderful it felt to love And thought, perhaps, it might feel just as good to love you I asked the universe to fall in love And the universe answered I saw your disgust at the mud paths I walked along As you criticized the thorns prodding my ankles When the sea crashed a little too hard, you did not attempt to lift me up But instead only showed your strength to pull me away from the wind’s current Then, I found that when I looked to the sky, the sun no longer shined the way it used to Instead it lay dark, covered by a single greedy cloud So I decided not to love you For as much as I loved to love And tried to love The universe answered And the answer was no

(a.e.)

*someone crying/upset*

Me; Sorrows, Sorrows, Prayers

You’re much too straightforward to be able to pretend to be what you aren’t.

Madeline L’Engle, A Wrinkle in Time (via the-book-diaries)

Nothing I’ve read has changed me more than “you do people a favor by accepting their help” like I repeat this constantly to so many people because it’s true!!! People like to feel useful, they like to feel kind, they like to feel like they have an ability to impact people’s lives so just let them!! Not everything is a thing to be owed back — accept people’s kindness without making a competition out of it